Last week I had the opportunity to see an absolutely breathtaking performance at a tiny fringe theatre in South London. I wrote a review of the show for Spoonfed:
“Did you think poetry was harmless?” Lord Byron asks rhetorically to his unfortunate biographer, made the unwilling participant of the games of the literatti he has been charged to record. Yet Byron’s question is directed just as much at the audience of the White Bear Theatre who are also held captive despite being much more willing to take part than the tussled-up journalist. It’s also a thinly veiled warning that the idyllic theatrical depictions of some of the most famous literary minds of the Romantic movement may soon be taking a more serious turn.
Read the rest here: Bloody Poetry at the White Bear Theatre