Yes, David
Randolph's productions are marked for their sensitivity to the work and the
writer carried therein.
And they are wonderfully tactile. I've been carrying some of his productions
around to people in Leicester this week, people who have the wherewithal in
the financial sense to do something, telling them, this is how a poet's book
should be, _lovingly_ done. ( I don't think it would have been possible to
do a better job on Al's book than he's done)
Best
Dave
David Bircumshaw
Leicester, England
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From: "David Howard" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Saturday, January 19, 2002 12:44 AM
Subject: Wild Honey
> This morning, as the rain tormented earthworms, I opened Alison's
> 'Mnesmosyne', which Randolph had shamrock-skipped over the seas to me.
"What
> will your moth do, flying like that, those two halves of a lost moon?"
> Lovely stuff - and accompanied by John Kinsella's poisonous 'Sheep Dip':
> "his posture was increasingly feminine/though he raged and exposed his
> genitals".
>
> Randolph has sensitively set both books so that the form of each volume
> extends its content. And they feel exquisite between finger and thumb.
> Congratulations (and thanks) to you both.
>
> David Howard
>
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