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The Clown of Natural SorrowElusive but sure-footed, Rob A Mackenzie conceals himself behind many masks. A ‘spin of bright dust in a thread of light’—he could be watching you. And almost certainly is.
‘Intelligent, well-crafted poems. Witty and humane, with a quiet quirkiness.’
(Hamish Whyte)
£3.00 plus p&p
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