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The optics are old, this map is a memory, the path out of print. A river and its relics, in riddance, in remembrance. Half an inch from the south shore, a line is cast from nowhere, black dots, black dashes, … Continue reading
To each a new east, a figment in the distance, layer by layer, the land remediated, the way unaccompanied. In a half-mile gap between North Lincolnshire and North Lincolnshire, there is a leftover Lincolnshire, a corner where three lines converge: … Continue reading
White thorns, spinning sky, each horizontal axis sings the trinity. One zenith, then another, the crowns abide in the air. Between the towns of Doncaster, Scunthorpe and Goole, less than 10 metres above sea level, 100 square miles of sparsely … Continue reading
Depletion, decline or drift: we cannot retreat, halt or hold the line. East Wind is now available in a new edition from Gordian Projects. This second edition of 40 unnumbered copies is published as a single 36-page hand-stitched, hand-stamped pamphlet, and … Continue reading
East of the old port: our fortified terminals, diminished resorts. East Wind is a set of three hand-stitched and hand-stamped pamphlets containing a sequence of lyric essays and haiku that narrate a continuous 24 hour walk from Hull to Withernsea and … Continue reading
A mile of coast, leasehold and freehold, blocked out in the west, clean lines along the flat sheet. To the south, The Willows; to the north, Withernsea Sands. The park is not a public park, it is a retirement camp, … Continue reading