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“A Letter to Her” by Clarissa Perez

Do you remember when goodbye left your lips as I walked away then looked behind Mami, I could see it in your eyes How much you wished you could’ve held me Like life should’ve let happen Before fetantyl met you at your front door And took advantage of your weakness As you slipped away Into […]

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A Letter from Melanie and Conner

Dear SAL community, As you learned last week, Ruth will be leaving SAL at the end of April to become the next Executive Director of the National Book Foundation. On behalf of the Board, we thank Ruth for her work over the past 8 years. SAL is strong and stable, with a talented leadership team and staff, an […]

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News from SAL’s Executive Director

Dear friends, I am writing with news that is deeply bittersweet. As you may have seen today, at the end of April, I will leave SAL to become the next Executive Director of the National Book Foundation. While I am thrilled to get to continue championing books and reading on a national scale, I will […]

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Thoughts on Yesterday

At the core of our mission is the belief that words matter. Yesterday, as we witnessed an insurrection and violence incited by the words of the president, that became yet again clear. What is also painfully clear is that the driving force behind this act was this country’s failure to renounce white supremacy—and it was […]

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Black Lives Matter. Black Stories Matter.

A Message from Ruth Dickey, SAL Executive Director Dear friends of Seattle Arts & Lectures, Black lives matter. Black stories matter. Seattle Arts & Lectures (SAL) stands in solidarity with Black authors, teaching artists, educators, students, colleagues, board members, volunteers, artists, partners, community members, and audience members. We stand with protestors who are demanding justice. SAL mourns […]

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A diverse crowd gives a standing ovation at a crowded auditorium.

Stepping Up Together: Help SAL Support Kids & Teachers

Seattle Arts & Lectures has the chance to provide critical support to kids and their teachers right now, and we need your help. On Monday, April 6, Gov. Inslee announced that Washington state schools will not reopen this year. Teachers are scrambling to pull together online lessons so that kids can keep learning. Will you […]

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How to Support Local Restaurants Right Now

Tons of local restaurants are finding ways to provide to-go food for their communities while honoring Governor Inslee’s orders to stay home and stay healthy. We can’t all be Lizzo, who just generously bought lunch for the staff at UW Medical Center, but if you are able to support your local restaurants right now, what’s […]

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Claudia Castro Luna stands against a bright yellow backdrop, holding her series of poems, which unfolds accordian style, down from the top of her head all the way to the floor.

One River, A Thousand Voices

This year, Claudia Castro Luna—the 2018-2020 Washington State Poet Laureate and Designer in Residence at the School of Visual Concepts—received an exciting fellowship from the Academy of American Poets. Her project? To create community through poetry along the length of the Columbia River. Over a period of several months, Claudia was inspired to write “One […]

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A hand drawn image of a young woman with a black cap that says "dunce," sitting on a stool. The figure is repeated twice, with her face tilted in a different direction both times. The background is empty and a medium-toned pink.

Now I Feel I Am On My Way

This essay is part of a series in which Poetry Northwest partners with Seattle Arts & Lectures to present reflections on visiting writers from SAL’s Poetry Series. At 7:30 p.m. on Thursday, November 21, Mary Ruefle will read at Seattle Central Community College—Broadway Performance Hall. Tickets are still available! By Gabrielle Bates Read more on Poetry Northwest.

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“My Island Tree,” by Margaret Dawson

It used to be A place of comfort Of freedom Of joy Then it changed Into A place of worry Of dread Of anxiety How can something so innocent Lead to changing the way I Think Feel Act This beautiful place Now holds secrets And scars I could Climb Then leap Swinging into the cool, […]

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