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Occupy Poetry call

November 15, 2011
Ryukan

from Phoebe Bosche’s I-Phone:

Begin forwarded message:

Occupy Seattle Central

From: Calls for Poets Submissions <cfp.literature.univ.edu@gmail.com>
Date: November 15, 2011 7:44:32 AM PST
To: Call for Poets Submissions <cfp.english.univ.edu@gmail.com>
Subject: Invitation to publish poems in the “Occupy Poetry” project

Hello,
The ‘Occupy Poetry’ page and site on Facebbok is actually the poets front taking action for change and poetry readers and fans of all kinds who support this quiet revolution. Please publish your poems and like it https://www.facebook.com/Poets.poems .
Your support can change Something to the poetry publishing life.
Your poems and comments are welcome
Best Regards

Margie Bensson

https://www.facebook.com/Poets.poems

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