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Schedule and Rates for Cascadia Poetry Festival March 24-25, 2012

March 3, 2012
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Gold Pass 1st Cascadia Poetry Festival Seattle WA, March 24-25, 2012 with SPLAB logo

Gold Pass

The Cascadia Poetry Festival will examine regional poetry culture by gathering renowned poets at SPLAB, to learn, share ideas and techniques & begin to discover the qualities of the region and possibilities for deeper connection. Info/schedule: https://cascadiapoeticslab.org/cascadia/  All Access weekend Gold Pass: $50.

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