Most of what you say here, Hugh --
>If it's not too indiscreet, I rang paper bark press
>as a bookseller the day Whiteley died. Adamson's
>partner Juno and I had a first conversation of some
>two hours where I got slightly too much info on Brett
>(whom I never met) and no books.
>
>Wrote to Bob the other day. They've slipped
>off the radar here. Whiteley's nephew Viv Hopkirk
>is the worst behaved black pepper author, novelist
>& poet (Fran's son).
>
>Oh yeah, anyone know the time in Paris? Mr Ellis
>is still cwoss with me (and I rang a bit late he says).
>Anyone got a contact for Mr Nick Cave?
--is beyond me. The little I do know suggests Whiteley led a rather wild
life, but all I know about him in Paris is the lovely little book of
sketches, which my friend Stephen Scobie, visiting Oz for the first time
with me back in 95, & a deep parisophile, saw, bought, & then convinced me
to get too.
I don't think Bob will be off the radar too long. Just got a copy of The
Chicago Review with a memoir by him in it, taken from his autobiography, to
be published in early 04 they say. So that should be very interesting
indeed.
Doug
Douglas Barbour
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University of Alberta
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Imperceptibly the word spreads outward
to those in Portland, Oregon and Portland, Maine
stuffing their packages of poems
into the 10 p.m. mailbox slots"
'Wayman,' the news has it,
'Wayman's editing in Colorado.
All we can do is submit.'
Tom Wayman
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