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The Last One

The Oxfam Poetry Series, hosted by the Oxfam Books & Music Shop in Marylebone, is in its fourth and final year. Since it began, it has helped to raise over £30,000 for the charity, as well as spearheaded the Life Lines poetry CDs series, which has raised an additional £50,000 so far. Many of the leading British poets have read for the series, or for the CDs.

Come celebrate with me, and our last group of guest poets, as this extraordinary reading series comes to an end, with one of its most exciting and surprising line-ups yet, including guest readers from afar. The American film and TV director, and poet, Stephen Gyllenhaal, is in from Los Angeles, especially for the night, and Alistair Noon is in from Berlin.

Oxfam Poetry series
Winter Poetry Reading - The Last One
Thursday, 6 December, 2007, 7 pm
Hosted by Todd Swift> featuring poets:

Alan Buckley
Claire Crowther
Anne-Marie Fyfe
Susan Grindley
Stephen Gyllenhaal
Luke Kennard
Tim Liardet
Barbara Marsh
David Morley
Alistair Noon

Oxfam Books & Music Shop
91 Marylebone High Street, W1
near Baker Street tube station.

Admission is free - donation of £8 appreciated.
All proceeds will go to Oxfam.

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