My hair is bamboo, alive and rustling in the breezy rain of spring.
Collection available! Knocking from Inside
Thursday, February 04, 2010
Bamboo
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My hair is bamboo, alive and rustling in the breezy rain of spring.
Collection available! Knocking from Inside
First Monday 10-11pm, KBOO FM
Wider Window Poetry: bringing you voices you may not have heard from places you may not have been.
Tiel Ansari hosts readings and conversations with local and regional poets, and also reads poetry by writers from elsewhere in time and space.
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