The March Hare

'Anatomy' is being performed this Friday and Saturday. Rehearsing is hectic and it's painful to read my same three poems again and again, but I'm getting more and more excited about it as the time draws near, and I have to admit that I'm getting a lot of play out of it. Yesterday I did a five-minute radio interview on the local NPR station and probably didn't embarrass myself as badly as I had feared. I'll also have copies of my 'Compendium' for sale in the lobby, so perhaps I can actually sell some rather than just giving them away.

As soon as the radio interview was over, the announcer thanked us, then turned back to his mike and said, "That was poet Amethyst Vineyard and dancer Andrea Serra. And now, music from Bershwana the Bagpiper." I almost blew Diet Coke out of my nose.

But I think the best part of this gig is what I get to wear to the performance; one of Rachel Wright's anatomical slips. In it, I am art.