The Subterranean Poetry Club

We’re going underground.
A poetry reading in the catacombs – next Saturday 12th May, meet at midnight metro Maison Blanche. Bring a torch and wellington boots (that’s a flashlight and galloshes to Americans.) I’m not kidding about the boots as we’ll be wading through water up to our shins.

Bring your deepest, darkest poems.
Bring verse from the locked boxes in the basement of your being.
From the subterranea of your unconscious.

David

If we’re not in the metro – go to nearby bar Maison Blanche, 107 ave d’Italie.

Leroy Merlin sell boots for ten euros.

Don’t be late.

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