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The Oxfam Poetry Reading Series continues

The Oxfam Poetry Reading Series continues with its Autumn season, after a very successful Summer Festival.

Both upcoming events feature some of the best, most popular, and compelling poets now writing in the English language, globally, from Australia, America, Canada, Ireland, the UK, and South Africa.

Due to the extraordinary demand likely for these events, please do contact us if you are interested in reserving a ticket.

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Tuesday, September 13, 2005
7-9 pm, Oxfam Books & Music Shop
91 Marylebone High Street, London W1

Four Poets for Oxfam:

Les Murray, Lachlan Mackinnon
Isobel Dixon
and Todd Swift

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End of Year Finale
Thursday, November 29, 2005
7-10 pm, Oxfam Books & Music Shop
91 Marylebone High Street, London W1

Six Poets for Oxfam:

Lavinia Greenlaw, Sophie Hannah, Sinead Morrissey
Charles Bennett, Leah Fritz
and Briar Wood

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Admission free - suggested £8 donation - all proceeds to Oxfam.

To reserve a ticket (for a place, not necessarily a seat) call 020 7487 3570
or email oxfammarylebone@hotmail.com

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