Every third Thursday the lamps go low, the chairs come out, and the reading room fills up for Poetry at Dusk. Here’s what a night looks like from behind the counter.
6:30 — the sign-up sheet
Nervous first-timers and seasoned regulars write their names on the same clipboard. We’ve learned not to predict who’ll bring the house down.
7:00 — the featured reader
This month it was Sam reading new work between pulling espresso. The radiator hummed. Nobody checked their phone. For twenty minutes the whole room leaned in.
A poem read aloud in a small room is the opposite of the internet.
overheard at Poetry at Dusk
Next reading is the 18th. Free, drop-in, and the coffee’s on us. Bring a poem or just bring yourself.
