Friday, October 29, 2010

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3 comments:

donalmahoney said...

I'm sorry to hear that the Bijou Poetry Review will close.

Do you plan to leave the archives online or will the site come down?

Donal Mahoney

P.S. Not too many sites like yours; I certainly think it will be missed for its eclectic content.

October 29, 2010 at 8:23 AM
Toyin O. said...

I hope you have more poems soon:)

March 19, 2011 at 9:47 AM
The Bijou Poetry Review said...

I've revived the review! Please submit!!!!!

July 11, 2011 at 9:11 AM

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