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City of Carrboro dropped the ball

After an amazing first festival, the city of Carrboro has decided NOT to allow another festival next year. Where did the funds go? Another national/international festival?

Patrick Heron received this reply:


I wanted to answer your recent question to Sean Sunkel, Special Events Supervisor about having another Poetry Festival sometime in May 2005.  Unfortunately funds were not approved in this year’s budget to accommodate a Poetry Festival. 

Anita Jones-McNair

Recreation and Parks Director

Town of Carrboro, NC


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chris said…
This is the first I've heard, Marcus. To put it in terms of Dorothy Parker: "What fresh hell is this?"

Sheesh. So, do you know, is that the final word?

my best to you,
chris murray
postpran said…

Just got a update. They found some money for the festival. There's a lot of local poets around here that'll make it happen one way or another. The latest proposition is to talk to local business (not McDonalds) for sponsorship.
chris said…
Great news then! Happy to hear. Thanks, Marcus. And let me say here how much I really enjoy your posts lately--the one above on the writing of book-length poems, is especially provocative.

Best Wishes,

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