I know, I know, I crawled under a stone and everybody went away with their own business.
But I'm thinking I might come back and carry on with my ramblings...what do you think?
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Terry Johnson's writings, poetry and musings about Ezra Pound, Wyndham Lewis, Henri Gaudier-Brzeska, James Joyce, Samuel Beckett, T.S. Eliot and other luminaries of the literary and poetry worlds across Europe, Asia and America.
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