Gonna read some new Polish prose poems at the British library tomorrow. Maybe ones about vikings.
The British library is a nice place. If you become a member they give you some white gloves and you handle some really really old books.
Looks like an interesting line up.
Dear World: Editors, Poets and Trans-Cultural Practice
Dear world. Trans-cultural practice.
I am thinking of the time I ate some very good noodles with my San Gyup Sal in Seoul in 2006 at 6AM. It was a good night and a very good morning. That was trans-cultural. Or trans something.
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