mick guffan • i am my own crew • new poems
Thirteen new poems from Skibbereen-born poet/builder Mick Guffan (1953-2006). This time round, Mr Guffan tackles urban living, busking, religion, Get Carter, 'greasy spoons', etc.
One of these poems first appeared in the deleted obscurity Little Wars (Concrete Meat Press, 2010). The remainder have been taken from the unpublished collection The Quoin Fellow.
All copies include a genuine Mick Guffan 'signature scrap' encased in a retro brown paper wage packet.
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100 Numbered/signed copies
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24 pages. Format approx. 7"/175mm wide x 250mm/10" tall. Handsewn, single section. Quarter bound with various board coverings and linen cloth spine; front cover artwork embossed in black; Heritage book white archival quality, Fourdrinier made, acid-free text paper; Hahnemuhle dark red endpapers. 'Signature scraps' encased in numbered, retro brown paper wage packets, included with all copies. ISBN: 978-1-910691-31-1
Board coverings alternate between: hand marbled cherry red paper with gold veins; hand marbled brown paper with 'French Shell' and blue veins; hand printed 'Les Jali' bronze papers.
The copy you receive (and therefore covering) is our choice.
All copies 'signed' by the poet.
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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..."
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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