Impromptu Poetry Performed By Amy Marschak

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Laugh, be moved and experience spontaneous word craftsmanship!  Amy Marschak, The Improv Poet, has the creativity and courage to bring a poem to life using word(s) or phrase(s) provided by the audience.  Come on by, bring your suggestions, and right before your very eyes (and ears) a unique, unexpected, improvised poetry performance will appear.

“You did an amazing poem about the Titanic and SpongeBob…Wow! Great job, awesome talent!…Thank you for that special moment!”

“This was better than all of the lectures and workshops at our conference.”
-Three teachers attending a conference

“I’ve lived here for a few years and this is the best thing that I’ve ever done in Boulder.”

“Thank you for the poem about parkour and lithography and Nepal, You’re amazing!”

“I thought you were reciting a Shel Silverstein poem.”
-Mom who walked up after I was already performing poem

“I really did enjoy your poem. You are incredibly talented” -T. S.

“Oh my gosh…Amy…you SO rocked that poem…that was an ABSOLUTE hoot!” -Jo B.

Thank you so much! That was the highlight of my night…”

“Thank you again for the beautiful poem, it was exactly what I needed…”

“Thank you so much for doing what you do. I love it.”

“Thank you Amy! This poem is awesome!”

“Received and love it. Thank you!”

Some of the places I have performed are Palm Springs, CA, Copper Mountain Resort, Boulder, Ottawa, and Santa Monica.

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About the Author

I have been writing since I was little and found myself bored but yet still trapped in a classroom. So instead of staring out the windows at school, I would write poetry in the margins of all of my school notes. And in this way I could pass the time without having to listen to the teacher when they were being boring or depressing. A few of these poems are in my first book “Poetry for All Those Breathing” which is now in its Seventh Printing. Poetry has always been a way for me to be heard by my family. If I would simply state how I felt, I would frequently be ignored but if I wrote it as a poem, what I had to say would be listened to. Sometimes my parents would even cry when they heard my poetry.