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Issue Details: First known date: 2008... 2008 Telling a Hawk from a Handsaw
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Contents

* Contents derived from the Manchester,
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England,
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United Kingdom (UK),
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Western Europe, Europe,:Carcanet , 2008 version. Please note that other versions/publications may contain different contents. See the Publication Details.
A Vocationi"The burden I have carried through the world", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 9-10)
And Terrori"When the liberal centuries -", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 11)
Gross and Violent Stimulantsi"back here, at undawn or picaninny daylight", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 12)
It Sounds Different Todayi"How far can it matter to 'god' or to", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 13-14)
Sauceri"who first spotted the lack", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 15)
The Surface of Thingsi"Pleasantly rolling deodorant into an oxter", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 15)
Household Ways The Domestic Sublime, Chris Wallace-Crabbe , sequence poetry (p. 15-17)
Indoor Yachtingi"Has any mere scribbler", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 16)
Coat Hangers Galorei"Clubbable and promiscuous,", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 16)
Garlici"Adhesive, papery,", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 17)
At the Clotheslinei"What I'd thought a fallen shirt", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 17)
Its Private Idiomi"A room lies open", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 18)
The Alignmentsi"A dot", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 19-21)
Ending With a Prepositioni"The news could be hardly new while it becomes", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 22)
Theogonyi"All jokes", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 23)
From the Island, Bundanoni"Eight stones lie on my trestle desk,", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 24-26)
Mitsubishi Momentsi"At peak of summer", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 27)
Daphne Fitzroyi"A crunch of bearcoloured hair;", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 28)
Delivering Tacti"At your front gate", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 29)
Along the Boughi"it is the kind of heat-furred epilogue of wistfulness", Chris Wallace-Crabbe , single work poetry (p. 30)
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