I am a Manchester based, gay, vegan, performance poet (possibly Manchester's BEST gay, vegan, performance poet..... possibly Manchester's ONLY gay, vegan, performance poet) I have been Glastonbury Festival Poet in Residence, and won Saboteur's award for Best Spoken Word Artist, New York's infamous Nuyorican Poetry Cafe slam and UK's Superheroes of Slam. I have several poetry books published by Flapjack Press. Acclaim for past work: “Really very inspiring. I love the seriousness and the humour.” - Benjamin Zephaniah “From the moment he started to speak we were totally captivated- the incredible way he uses words, the expression and energy of the delivery and the subject matter made him irresistible.” - City Life Magazine “Exuberant, lively, expressive and totally nuts, Dominic owns the stage.” - Writers Connect “Dominic is an exceptional force in the poetry and spoken word scene.” - John McGrath - Artistic Director, National Theatre Wales
Oh, Aubergine! Hint of mint. Tongue tips glint. We are... skint. Not broke! She fixes me. Woke me. We cook curries thick and runny. We’ve got riches better than money. Hint of mint. Moroccan tagine. Oh, l’amour! Oh, aubergine! Mixed in sauce of soya bean. Oh, l’amour! Oh, aubergine! Smokey nightshades darkly lean. Oh, l’amour! Oh, aubergine! Licking plates all shiny clean. Oh, l’amour! Oh, aubergine! Share this moment, share this meal, share the cost... i don’t share how I feel. Don’t talk too sweet, don’t recollect, though her eyes reflect when we first met. She was a one woman army, tough vegan machine. Oh, l’amour! Oh, aubergine! But then – she married. He doesn’t even cook! Yet our time he easily took. She is... hot veggie quiche. He... is cold flan. She’s full Sunday roast. He’s beans from the can! He’s king of the noodle! She’s strawberry cake queen. Oh, l’amour! Oh, aubergine! His celery’s wilted, She’s luscious and green! Oh, l’amour! Oh, aubergine! Don’t talk too sweet, don’t share how I feel, so occasionally we can still share a meal. Hint of mint. Tongue tips glimmer. Smile. Make a hearty dinner. But nothing else. Don’t act too keen. Oh, l’amour... Oh, aubergine... We’ve got this moment. It’s lush... Serene... Oh, l’amour... Oh, aubergine...
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My thoughts on Bolton's NEO:LIVE (23/05/2013)
Ben Mellor's Voices of Descent (01/05/2008)
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