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Walking Poets: Novoneyra and Jonathan Williams

I have two books in front of me, both of them strange in shape:  Novoneyra’s Os Eidos and Jonathan Williams’s Blues&Roots.  Os Eidos is squat.  Its green spine calls to me from the bookshelf, an inch lower than its neighbours … Continue reading

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