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	<title>Comments on: Patricia Smith March 11</title>
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		<title>By: santosucio</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Mar 2007 18:45:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Okay this is where poetry comes in to play to say the least words as possible to describe what a night of Patricia smith was like itâ€™s impossible itâ€™s like looking at a picture of the grand canyon and saying the picture never captures the grandeur of it. You just had to be there. When she graces the stage she has blessed the stage, she is divinity. All I sometimes remember is key words and phrases and there were plenty of them when she took the stage, sometimes I just watch the crowd and soak in the words of the poet and all I could see in the audience was smiling faces of every race, color and creed bathing in that light it was truly a parliament funkadelic moment.  She not only played with the jazz, she is jazz, okay trinity. The orgasm piece was hilarious I turned to my friend â€œis that possible? And she said yesâ€ I said â€œwhy does she have to be marriedâ€ and the peanut man piece most everyone knew because itâ€™s timeless and a lot of the cantab crowd was there it was really nice to see them. Thereâ€™s just so much I really canâ€™t go on with out sounding insane. Ohh thatâ€™s right she got a standing ovation, No one wanted her set to end. That woman is a goddess, sheâ€™s the empress of poetry Mrs. Smith Iâ€™ll bake the pie please come back soon Iâ€™m already missing you. 
In the struggle, hope anâ€™ fury   
Peace, jazz anâ€™ poetry
Many blessings joeY</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay this is where poetry comes in to play to say the least words as possible to describe what a night of Patricia smith was like itâ€™s impossible itâ€™s like looking at a picture of the grand canyon and saying the picture never captures the grandeur of it. You just had to be there. When she graces the stage she has blessed the stage, she is divinity. All I sometimes remember is key words and phrases and there were plenty of them when she took the stage, sometimes I just watch the crowd and soak in the words of the poet and all I could see in the audience was smiling faces of every race, color and creed bathing in that light it was truly a parliament funkadelic moment.  She not only played with the jazz, she is jazz, okay trinity. The orgasm piece was hilarious I turned to my friend â€œis that possible? And she said yesâ€ I said â€œwhy does she have to be marriedâ€ and the peanut man piece most everyone knew because itâ€™s timeless and a lot of the cantab crowd was there it was really nice to see them. Thereâ€™s just so much I really canâ€™t go on with out sounding insane. Ohh thatâ€™s right she got a standing ovation, No one wanted her set to end. That woman is a goddess, sheâ€™s the empress of poetry Mrs. Smith Iâ€™ll bake the pie please come back soon Iâ€™m already missing you.<br />
In the struggle, hope anâ€™ fury<br />
Peace, jazz anâ€™ poetry<br />
Many blessings joeY</p>
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