The stage is a pale sea; she rows in pointe, oars of light between her fingers. Every arabesque is a harbor found, every gaze a lighthouse turning homeward.

Another poster for Kiiski Open Mic. Oh right, “kiiski” means a ruffle. In case you were wondering about the fish.

Helsinki Poetry Connection organises Open Mic events called Kiiski Open Mic. During the past few years I’ve deigned a few posters for them and this is one of my personal favourites. A messy bunch of letters poured out of a pen.