Louth Poetry Group New Website

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The new website for Louth Poetry Group is up and running at louthpoetrygroup.co.uk

Two new ventures are included - Creative Days: Full day workshops for Creative Writing, Poetry or Videopoetry. And 3 day Retreats for an intensive writing experience in your own genre. All are online, check the website for details.

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