14th October 2011, Contact Theatre 7.30pm
The Contact Theatre is arguably one of the most striking buildings in the city and when you step inside this dynamic building it’s easy to see why so many young people are drawn to it. Inside the decor is like a box of smarties, with walls painted in vibrant purples, oranges and reds, and there’s also smatterings of stainless steel silver everywhere which give the theatre an edgy, urban feel.
The setting was perfect for an evening of diverse poetry featuring seven young performance poets from across the North West. The Poetry Factor made its debut for the Manchester Literature Festival in ‘Space Two,’ an intimate theatre space that seats around fifty people. Commonword’s Martin Duella described the concept behind Poetry Factor as “the idea to give young people coming into spoken word a bit of experience and ongoing mentoring.” The night was hosted by Chanje Kunda, an established performance poet from Manchester who had a friendly rapport with judges Helen Clare, Baba Israel, Gerry Potter and Segun Lee-French.
Pooja Sitpura was the first performer to shake off nerves with her recitals of ‘Disarm Britain,’ ‘Wonderbra’ and ‘Hate’. Poojah’s poetry is inspired by personal observations of social injustice and negative portrayals of women and young people in the media. Her poetry was instilled with evocative imagery and delivered with a fiery passion. Similarly Paris Kaur’s first poem of the night entitled ‘Barbie Girl’ deconstructed the issues surrounding portrayals of women in the cosmetics industry. The poem included snippets of words from cosmetic adverts which contrasted to the lines of narration in which a girl “starves herself thin and makes herself sick”.
Kayleigh Kavanagh and Michael Benet’s performances both depicted love and relationships in all their stark realities. Kayleigh showed a vulnerability that was reflected in the content of her poetry as she explored love using conceits, this came across most poignantly in ‘Barriers’. Michael demonstrated an aptitude in his poetry to turn moments of ugly brutality into tender desire, in ‘I Kissed Her Twice’ the image of the poet tracing his lover’s palm with his thumb was particularly striking. While in contrast, ‘The War’ was a torrid and intimate poem about a soured relationship which Michael recited with a confident delivery: “I’m scared of her just as much as me / We are too young to know how to clean this mess.” Continue reading