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The Gate
By : Ali Taha Alnobani
Yesterday she invited me to see the moon in her garden
The wind tried to prevent me
Although I was sad, I walked under the rain
The gate was full of small doors and small cats were looking at me
Their shining eyes told me the tale of my baby
One night she was looking at the moon,
But a big cat with shining eyes got her dreams broken.
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Wednesday 6th March 2013 7:49 pm
Pop Up Poetry - Jamming for Oxfam
Pop Up Poetry's October gig was dedicated to collecting for Oxfam as part of Oxjam month, and we succeeded in collecting donations of £70 from an enthusiastic audience, as well as enjoying a brilliant evening of song and poetry - our tenth monthly event this year.
Dónall Dempsey hosted with his customary blend of Irish charm, persuasion (that's how we collected the £70!) and teasing banter ...
Friday 9th November 2012 4:48 pm
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