Konepaja Spoken Word
Konepaja Spoken Word #7: ANTAGONISTS
Konepaja Spoken Word is Helsinki’s English-language open stage for spoken word, poetry, and performance. It is organized by Helsinki Poetry Connection in collaboration with Kino Konepaja and Catalysti Association of Transcultural Artists, and produced by Vinski Valos.
This open stage welcomes poets, performers, storytellers, and experimental voices working with text, voice, movement, sound, and presence. Whether your work leans toward poetry, performance art, short fiction, monologue, or something in between and beyond, this is a space to try out material, share ongoing processes, and meet others working with language and performance in Helsinki.
Save the dates and sign up below!
August 15 Theme: ”ANTAGONISTS”
September 12 Theme: TBA
ANTAGONISTS
You don’t strictly have to follow the theme, it’s to provide a prompt for those who choose.
The evenings are open to both first-time performers and experienced artists. Come perform or just listen, and be part of the community. The focus is on sharing, experimentation, risk-taking, and live encounters. We would love to hear your words, whether carefully crafted or spontaneous. To reserve a performance slot, please sign up below.
5 minutes per performance.
Sign up here: https://forms.gle/7rvnmVL8d9GzVB4U8
The events are held in English, but all languages are welcome on stage.
Sign-up 7 PM
Start 7:30 PM
Afterparty 10 PM to midnight
Free admission
Location: Kino Konepaja; Konepajanpasaasi; Vallila, 00510 Helsinki
Everyone is welcome.
Info also from:
}{ HPC instagram }{ HPC Telegram }{ HPC Facebook }{
Join as a member to support events like this
Original Image: (1678) ”The Mowing-Devil: Or, Strange NEWS out of Hartford-shire” (The Earliest Known Depiction of a Crop Circle.)
”Being a True Relation of a Farmer,
who bargaining with a poor Mower, about the cutting down three half acres of oats; upon the Mower’s asking too much, the farmer swore, that the Devil should mow it, rather than he: And so it fell out, that that very night, the crop of oats, shew’d as if it had been all of a flame; but next morning appear’d so neatly mow’d by the devil, or some infernal spirit, that no mortal man was able to do the like. Also, how the said oats ly now in the field, and the owner has not power to fetch them away.”
