Well you can imagine how I feel about Randolph. You can imagine how I
feel about Randolph! Well! Imagine how I feel about Randolph!
Randolph! Randolph! Randolph! Oh Randolph! Thank you! RANDOLPH!
One of your wild honeys,
Mairead
On Sat, 19 Jan 2002, Alison Croggon wrote:
> How lovely to log on and see those messages, David and David. I've
> probably said it before, but I'll say it again: my poetry publishing
> forays in the past have been somewhat miserable; I have never had a
> sense of "ah, my book!" holding it in my hand. Until Randolph
> printed Mnemosyne. It's the most pleased I've ever been. My first
> experience was Penguin, which put me off publishing anything
> literally for six years: I was so horrified and disappointed at being
> on the production line.
>
> I have quite a number of Wild Honey Press books; it's an excellent
> list. I've always thought they were the ideal way to read poetry,
> the reading of such lovingly made objects being a sensual and
> meditative experience which focusses on the _poem_.
>
> Best
>
> Alison
>
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