Yesterday we went to a reading organized by Tightrope Books on behalf of the High Park Zoo, which is threatened with closure. The reading was at Cafe Novo, just across the street from the north edge of High Park; I had an ok chai latte and a very good lavender shortbread. Readings were on the patio, which was
pleasant but not did not lend itself acoustically to performance. Several people admired my
Lace-up Opera Gloves. Shortly after a poem in the second set entitled "Dressing as a Nun and Singing Gospel Won't Help Explain the Night Sky*" we left for a second patio 'round the corner which was warmer, though full of barky dogs.
*
It was about Whoopie Goldberg's recorded narration for a planetarium show.