At The Station on Beacon Hill, working on a bit of a poster — a bit late I’ll admit — for Monday’s reading at Bean City. They don’t know it (yet) but The Station is on The List.
There is a List. And it deserves capitalizing.
While you’re hanging out on the internet, how about some reading up on poetry, the state of, the city we’re in and all that? Thanks to Paul Nelson for the shoutout in his article on Seattle’s poetry scene. It should be noted that the piece is a well-observed challenge to Seattle’s poet-town frolics, but some of the conclusions I (Graham is writing this one) draw probably differ. Opinions contained are not necessarily those of cozytown, etc, etc, etc. Either way, well worth the sort of passive aggressive dialogue for which this town is universally embraced.
Stay warm. Again soon.