Poets in the Park blossomed again in Redmond this year thanks to Redmond’s Poet Laureate Michael Dylan Welch, Redmond Arts & Culture Commission, and RASP (Redmond Association of Spokenword).
Redmond, I discovered, can’t decide whether it is fonder of bicycles or art. (Although, why choose?) Redmond sports the nickname “Bicycle Capital of the Northwest,” leaning on history: they claim the Redmond Bike Derby, begun in 1939, is the nation’s oldest bicycle road race.
Perhaps next year I’ll bike to Poets in the Park. This year I drove to the event, snaking along detours around closed highways as wildfires burned near my home—I almost cried with happiness at Redmond’s cloudy skies and mist.
Thanks Redmond! Here’s to more such events that bring poetry outside, next to ice-cream trucks, playgrounds and drinking fountains. Here’s to demystifying poetry, and plunking it prosaically onto shady barefoot grass. Redmond, we love you, even if we’ll fight ya for that nickname. Thanks Michael Dylan Welch, thanks RASP, thanks everyone who put in time and effort to plop poetry down where it seems as natural and fun as...riding a bike.