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Issue Details: First known date: 1988... 1988 Finding Echo Point
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Contents

* Contents derived from the Mundelstrup,
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Denmark,
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Dangaroo Press , 1988 version. Please note that other versions/publications may contain different contents. See the Publication Details.
Prayer Over an Unvisited Bedi"Kneeling beside his unvisited bed", Mark Macleod , single work poetry (p. 54)
The Blind Mani"Tearing handfuls off the air", Mark Macleod , single work poetry (p. 56)
Finding Echo Pointi"Finding Echo Point", Mark Macleod , single work poetry (p. 60)
Shei"She is", Mark Macleod , single work poetry (p. 62)
Diplomacyi"Jakarta calls you. An ache like a hot tap", Mark Macleod , single work poetry (p. 64)
Gun Talki"gun get you", Mark Macleod , single work poetry (p. 68)
Living on the Edgei"Every morning", Mark Macleod , single work poetry (p. 70)
Be a Man (after Anne Sexton : 'That's the Main Thing')i"Slip into the sea", Mark Macleod , single work poetry (p. 72-74)
The Coloured Man, the Woman and the Night Swimmer The Night Summeri"Down, he goes down", Mark Macleod , single work poetry (p. 76)
The Frozen Lakei"Birds hunch", Mark Macleod , single work poetry (p. 77)
Separation in Black and Whitei"Up past the porch", Mark Macleod , single work poetry (p. 78)
Summer on a Double Decker Bus with the Beautyi"You are whistling she says to me You", Mark Macleod , single work poetry (p. 83)
Surfacingi"Her skin is white", Mark Macleod , single work poetry (p. 84)
For Your Birthday, a Year from Nowi"You become the age he was", Mark Macleod , single work poetry (p. 88)
The Faithfuli"What could their faces tell", Mark Macleod , single work poetry (p. 89)
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