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Issue Details: First known date: 1999... no. 35 October 1999 of Scarp est. 1982-1999 Scarp
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Contents

* Contents derived from the , 1999 version. Please note that other versions/publications may contain different contents. See the Publication Details.
Editorial : The Last Scarp : New Arts and Writing 1981-1999, Ron Pretty , single work criticism (p. 4-5)
Spare Tyrei"It wind around me,", Anne Fenn , single work poetry (p. 5)
Machiavellian Plotsi"Each time he pumps the brake, his pulse accelerates", Lesley Walter , single work poetry (p. 5)
Yesterday's Fruiti"in another life I loved blood", Claire Saxby , single work poetry (p. 6)
Canto XVII : Goannai"Ancient: yellow, black and cream, dry", Anna Nicholson , single work poetry (p. 6-7)
Amphibiani"After making love", Judy Johnson , single work poetry (p. 7)
Adam's Ribi"I told Adam to lie down, I wanted to count his ribs. I ran my fingers,", Amanda Moriarty , single work poetry (p. 8)
Untitledi"this golden, delicious", Paul Howie , single work poetry (p. 8)
Fade Out, Sue Brennan , single work short story (p. 9-10)
Ode to Kandinsky: Point and Line to Plane, 1925i"[concrete poem]", James Lucas , single work poetry (p. 11)
To Playi"Do me now", Cathy Flower , single work poetry (p. 16-17)
Fauvesi"I stand as far back as I can", Sue Stanford , single work poetry (p. 17)
And Dug My Fingers in the Sand : Mondayi"In the squeeze and thrust of its long uprising", Brook Emery , single work poetry (p. 18)
And Dug My Fingers in the Sand : Tuesdayi"In the slant light I swim lengths of a narrow bay", Brook Emery , single work poetry (p. 18)
And Dug My Fingers in the Sand : Wednesdayi"The tide rises with the sun and just as slowly.", Brook Emery , single work poetry (p. 18-19)
And Dug My Fingers in the Sand, Brook Emery , single work poetry (p. 18-20)
And Dug My Fingers in the Sand : Thursdayi"The flag droop against their poles and a shadow", Brook Emery , single work poetry (p. 19)
And Dug My Fingers in the Sand : Fridayi"It's been blowing from the south all day: storm surf.", Brook Emery , single work poetry (p. 19)
And Dug My Fingers in the Sand : Saturdayi"The still-stalling sun and premature street light doverlap", Brook Emery , single work poetry (p. 19-20)
And Dug My Fingers in the Sand : Sundayi"Narrabeen Lagoon and Myall Lakes, rippled and asleep,", Brook Emery , single work poetry (p. 20)
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