It was the first session for 2020 – Poetry At The Fringe – and it was the quietest I’ve been to. A nice day in early February means many people will be any place where indoors poetry is not. Also it was a change in the schedule, a week or two earlier than normal due to a venue clash, so that no doubt threw a people from the scent.
No matter.
Only nine peo…
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