My First Reading in Paris

Tonight I gave my first reading in Paris at the Avicine Bookshop. It went very well. I read through most of my new poems from a yet unpublished book called Night Fritters because they kept asking me to read more. No sooner would I sit down than they would demand that I read one more. I'm never really sure if people enjoy my readings or not though they did seem to laugh at the right moments and sort of cry/sob when I was being serious. I must confess I did tell the audience a totally fabricated sad story about having lost all the money I'd come to Paris with in a gambling accident. The photo below is of the audience as I was being introduced. Tomorrow it's on to Nice for another reading.