mick guffan • the sole of discreshun • new poems
New poems from Skibbereen-born poet/builder Mick Guffan (1953-2006).
All copies include a genuine Mick Guffan 'signature scrap' encased in a retro brown paper wage packet.
100 Numbered/signed copies
£** plus shipping
** pages. Format approx. 7"/175mm wide x 250mm/10" tall. Handsewn, single section. 'Signature scraps' encased in numbered, retro brown paper wage packets, included with all copies. ISBN: 978-1-***
All copies 'signed' by the poet.
No copies will be sent out for review
Other comments on Mick Guffan's poetry:
"[The Bastard Brother] poems are short, unadorned and written in the type of stark, gruff English which provides its own music, and which echoes most after you put the book down. The topics are also ‘uncomfortable’ – unemployment, Threadneedle Street, emotional breakdowns, sleeping rough – but the fact that they aren’t done melodramatically, just stated with a quiet sense of resigned desolation, gives them a depth and poignancy that might not otherwise have been possible."
— The Skinny
"The nasty business of being human is ever in his thoughts."
— Trevor Reeves, Southern Ocean Review
"If art is required to disturb the comfortable and comfort the disturbed then [Inner London Buddha] succeeds beyond expectation. From out of desolation rises an unadorned humanity. The words leave an echo that resonates deeply."
— Never Imitate
"Time and again, he writes words that strike you with earnest truth, a prosaic brutality..."
"His writing continues to take me. It has the confidence and purpose of a man who is indifferent to the canon and yet the drive and need to get involved in the game. He’s great company and good to be alone with. Like drinking wine from a mug in the afternoon, wearing an old dressing gown and watching two flies fight over nothing in a sunbeam. A brilliant release."
— Reader comment on Mick Guffan's I am My Own Crew
Mick Guffan (1953-2006) was born in An Sciobairín, Cork, Ireland, the youngest of five brothers. He came to England at the age of 18, working variously as a taxi driver, airplane cleaner and finally as a carpenter. He died at St. George’s Hospital, Tooting, London on 14th June 2006, his body set about by nervous exhaustion following a gun shot wound.
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