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Maurice Scully and Liverpool FC

Just ordered maurice Scully's Livelihood from Wild Honey and Rosmarie Waldrop's Blindsight from New Directions.

I am really excited to read some more Maurice Scully.

check out some of his poems:

here

and

here

I am excited to be in Ireland in a few weeks. Also going to England for a few days. Hope to catch the Liverpool vs. West Brom game on Boxing Day.

Liverpool, o how I've missed 'em. My hero growing up was Ian Rush.

Today they play Arsenal. It's going to be a tough game. Liverpool has lost their best strikers due to injuries. They lost to Monaco earlier in the week (with a controversial handball in the penalty box).

They really need to win today's game.

I just hope I can pick up the broadcast on the internet.

Come on REDS!

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Chris Vitiello said…
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This review really hit it for me. I recently read Maurice Scully's _Livelihood_ and Geofrey Squires _Untitled and Other Poems_ is on deck (I love that baseball term. It is baseball, right?)

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Maurice Scully, The Basic Colours. Durham, UK: Pig Press, 1994.
Geoffrey Squires, Landscapes and Silences. Dublin: New Writers' Press, 1996.
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