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Perth Poetry Festival: Between Breath and Bard
Session 1: 6.30pm - 7.15pm / Session 2: 7.45pm to 8.30pm
Fri
22
Fri 22 Aug 6:30 PM
Sold Out
Kaos Room
Wheelchair
General Admission
All Ages
45 MinsAbout the show
Between Breath and Bard is a blend of Visual imagery and raw, emotive spoken words, connecting the audience with poets Sally Newman (WA) and Paul R Kohn (SA).
This show is for the survivors of darkness, the seekers of hope and those who search for answers in unopened boxes, unexpected moments and unfamiliar dreams.
Review
'Between Breath and Bard was narrative poetry at its finest. Two players told the story of being lost, unheard, seen, found, rebuilt and still breathing.' — Pam Makin
'As a poet, Between Breath and Bard was a revelation. Spoken word poetry has the ability to lift words from the page and imbue them with an extra later of emotion. Clever set design, a poignant soundtrack and accomplished performances from the two artists, takes that emotion and gives it an intriguing narrative shape. I found the show connectible and inspiring, like it was worth effort dragging my sorry bones out of bed this morning.' — Critic
Between Breath and Bard is a blend of Visual imagery and raw, emotive spoken words, connecting the audience with poets Sally Newman (WA) and Paul R Kohn (SA).
This show is for the survivors of darkness, the seekers of hope and those who search for answers in unopened boxes, unexpected moments and unfamiliar dreams.
Review
'Between Breath and Bard was narrative poetry at its finest. Two players told the story of being lost, unheard, seen, found, rebuilt and still breathing.' — Pam Makin
'As a poet, Between Breath and Bard was a revelation. Spoken word poetry has the ability to lift words from the page and imbue them with an extra later of emotion. Clever set design, a poignant soundtrack and accomplished performances from the two artists, takes that emotion and gives it an intriguing narrative shape. I found the show connectible and inspiring, like it was worth effort dragging my sorry bones out of bed this morning.' — Critic