by Katy Evans
Picture the scene.
Lunchtime. A classroom at Blackpool & The Fylde College. A small group of people, a mix of students and teachers alike are sitting and listening or standing and reading poetry, their own poetry.
Fast forward three years, standing room only. That inaugural meeting of what would go on to become Blackpool’s Dead Good Poets’ Society flails in comparison to the events of today.
I don’t think any of us really knew where this would lead when we first met back in 2008. We were, in our minds, simply a group of friends, with a passion for poetry, whether it be writing it or listening to it. We were a compendium of faculty and alumni, mainly the latter. I, amongst many others, hailed from the BA English course, and was simply happy to have an outlet, a captive audience, and a platform for me to perform my work on.
The lunchtime meetings quickly grew in popularity. Soon an hour wasn’t long enough and a classroom not big enough to accommodate all the poets and their audience. A plan of action was required. A plan that was to be formulated by a skilled team of individuals willing and ready to take over the world... Well, we formed a steering group if that counts! But a plan was made and the evolution of The Dead Good Poets began.
Our first mission, if we were to accept it (which we did, otherwise I wouldn’t be writing this now!) was to secure a venue large enough to house our ever growing collection of participants and followers. We were lucky enough to find the perfect place to hold our events and for me, having attended every meeting at this venue, it will always be my favourite. I know you will all join me here in a moment of silence for Chester’s Tea Rooms.
R.I.P Chester’s
From here on the group was free to grow in whichever way it wanted, we had become independent, flown the nest as it were (The nest being the classroom at the college of course!) The fledgling had found its wings!
A society built on inclusion and entertainment for all – Everyone deserves the chance to fly!
I am proud to be able to call myself a founding member of The Dead Good Poets’ Society (I even have the t-shirt!). I may no longer be geographically able to attend every event, and some of the things I see you have planned I would simply LOVE to be a part of, but with the aid of Facebook I know I will never be left out of the loop and would be welcomed back at any time – which I hope will be in the not too distant future!
DGPS is more than just a poetry group, it’s a chance to make new friends and be a part of something special!
Picture the scene.
Lunchtime. A classroom at Blackpool & The Fylde College. A small group of people, a mix of students and teachers alike are sitting and listening or standing and reading poetry, their own poetry.
Fast forward three years, standing room only. That inaugural meeting of what would go on to become Blackpool’s Dead Good Poets’ Society flails in comparison to the events of today.
I don’t think any of us really knew where this would lead when we first met back in 2008. We were, in our minds, simply a group of friends, with a passion for poetry, whether it be writing it or listening to it. We were a compendium of faculty and alumni, mainly the latter. I, amongst many others, hailed from the BA English course, and was simply happy to have an outlet, a captive audience, and a platform for me to perform my work on.
The lunchtime meetings quickly grew in popularity. Soon an hour wasn’t long enough and a classroom not big enough to accommodate all the poets and their audience. A plan of action was required. A plan that was to be formulated by a skilled team of individuals willing and ready to take over the world... Well, we formed a steering group if that counts! But a plan was made and the evolution of The Dead Good Poets began.
Our first mission, if we were to accept it (which we did, otherwise I wouldn’t be writing this now!) was to secure a venue large enough to house our ever growing collection of participants and followers. We were lucky enough to find the perfect place to hold our events and for me, having attended every meeting at this venue, it will always be my favourite. I know you will all join me here in a moment of silence for Chester’s Tea Rooms.
R.I.P Chester’s
From here on the group was free to grow in whichever way it wanted, we had become independent, flown the nest as it were (The nest being the classroom at the college of course!) The fledgling had found its wings!
A society built on inclusion and entertainment for all – Everyone deserves the chance to fly!
I am proud to be able to call myself a founding member of The Dead Good Poets’ Society (I even have the t-shirt!). I may no longer be geographically able to attend every event, and some of the things I see you have planned I would simply LOVE to be a part of, but with the aid of Facebook I know I will never be left out of the loop and would be welcomed back at any time – which I hope will be in the not too distant future!
DGPS is more than just a poetry group, it’s a chance to make new friends and be a part of something special!