I told myself I would not go back to Auvillar (Deep France). I’ ve been four times, taught three workshops, why be greedy ? Each time is enriched by the great company of o ther poets, old and young. Sure, we write poetry. We give readings.
But mostly I’m going back for the food and the wine! And the old people of the village are so loving and funny, and even the dogs are mostly nice.
Want to come with ? firstname.lastname@example.org