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Language Acts April 27, 2007

Language Acts: Anglo-Quebec Poetry, 1976 to the 21st Century
Edited by Jason Camlot and Todd Swift

to be launched at the 9th Blue Metropolis Montreal International Literary Festival

Friday, April 27, 8–9:30 p.m.
St-Charles Room, Hôtel Delta Centre-ville
777 rue University (Métro Square-Victoria)

A panel discussion will be chaired by the editors and will include Daniel Canty, David McGimpsey, Lianne Moyes, Victoria Stanton and David Solway. A reception will follow.

To view the Contents Page, click here. To view the Index, click here.
For information: 514.844.6073, http://www.vehiculepress.com/

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Language Acts: Anglo-Québec Poetry, 1976 to the 21st Century
publié sous la direction de Jason Camlot et Todd Swift

au 9ième Festival littéraire international de Montréal Metropolis bleu

vendredi le 27 avril, de 20h00 à 21h30
Salle St-Charles, Hôtel Delta Centre-ville
777 rue University (Métro Square-Victoria)

Une table ronde, présidée par les directeurs et composée de Daniel Canty, David McGimpsey,
Lianne Moyes, Victoria Stanton et David Solway, sera suivie par une réception.

To view the Contents Page, click here. To view the Index, click here.
Pour information: 514.844.6073, http://www.vehiculepress.com/

April 25–29
http://www.bluemetropolis.org/

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