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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"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."

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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 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."
— Never Imitate

"Time and again, he writes words that strike you with earnest truth, a prosaic brutality..."
— Bookmunch

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 an unprovoked encounter in a public house.