Come, come, whoever you are Wonderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn't matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vow a thousand times Come, yet again, come, come.
Ours is an evening of stories and poems and song, with a little dark
chocolate or cookie on the side--or both or neither, in Berkeley at 7:00PM on the first Wednesday of each month...So mark that down in your heart and bring that heart with you and a
story or a poem or a song or bunches of all three and lay them upon us
as if you were the Holy Spirit--not to get too carried away, or
anything--what fun we will have sharing or just listening, what fun our
poetic conversation. What surprises are in store? Come find out for
yourself . . . if you are able. I'll get us started . . .
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