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Living Room 2.22.11: Poetry as Protest

February 11, 2011
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Writers of all ages and skill levels gather every Tuesday at 7P at SPLAB to read new work, the work of someone else or to just be in the engaging company of other writers.  This week, Meredith A. Nelson hosts  a discussion of Poetry as Protest, in light of the recent demonstrations in Wisconsin and the revolution in Egypt. Bring a protest poem that speaks to you!  PLUS, it’s February raffle time!! You must be present to win.

Your donation of $5 helps SPLAB put on special events and continue programming AND gets you an entry in our monthly raffle. Please bring 8 copies of the work you plan to read. If you do not bring copies, they are available for 10c.

Living Room happens at SPLAB in the Cultural Corner of the old Columbia School, between Rainier AV S and 36th AV S, on Edmunds. We’re 2 blocks from the Columbia City Link Light Rail Station. Free parking is available on the school grounds.


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