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Häftad, Engelska, 2000
237 kr
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Setting the Stage
New Wave Scottish Drama from the 1970s and 1980s
Häftad, Engelska, 2025
271 kr
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Häftad, Engelska, 2020
277 kr
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Häftad, Engelska, 2025
167 kr
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Häftad, Engelska, 2023
195 kr
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Inbunden, Engelska, 2004
198 kr
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“There isn’t a page in this book that isn’t bracing. . . .”—Marie HoweBeginning with the word “defeat” and concluding on the word “alive,” Goodbye to the Orchard testifies that we must remain open in the face of loss, because loss is a given; and that our glimpses of the mysteries—whether of dying or living—are all we’re allowed.Steven Cramer is the author of The Eye that Desires to Look Upward, The World Book, and Dialogue for the Left and Right Hand. He currently lives in Massachusetts.
Häftad, Engelska, 2004
138 kr
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“There isn’t a page in this book that isn’t bracing. . . .”—Marie HoweBeginning with the word “defeat” and concluding on the word “alive,” Goodbye to the Orchard testifies that we must remain open in the face of loss, because loss is a given; and that our glimpses of the mysteries—whether of dying or living—are all we’re allowed.Steven Cramer is the author of The Eye that Desires to Look Upward, The World Book, and Dialogue for the Left and Right Hand. He currently lives in Massachusetts.
Häftad, Engelska, 2012
152 kr
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Schizophrenia may be characterized by a surfeit of language, a refurbishment of our used up words with musical connections every day speech and sense cannot provide. These riffs are clangings,” and Cramer imagines them into a poetic narrative that exults in both aural richness and words’ power to evoke an interior landscape whose strangeness is intimate, unsteady, and stirring.I hear the dinner plates gossipMom collected to a hundred.My friends say get on board,but I'm not bored. Dad's a naplying by the fire. That's whywhen radios broadcast news,news broadcast from radiosgives air to my kinship, Dickey,who says he'd go dead if everI discovered him to them.I took care, then, the last timebedrooms banged, to tape overthe outlets, swipe the printsoff DVDs, weep up the teastains where once was coffee.Not one seep from him since.