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Far Out West

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  • Product Details

    Author:
    Clark Coolidge
    Format:
    Paperback
    Pages:
    48
    Publisher:
    Zephyr Press (September 1, 2001)
    Language:
    English
    ISBN-13:
    9780970625045
    ISBN-10:
    0970625049
    Weight:
    3.2oz
    Dimensions:
    5.5" x 8.5" x 0.2"
    Case Pack:
    168
    File:
    CONSORTIUM-Metadata_Only_Consortium_Customer_Group_Metadata_20260401130214-20260401.xml
    Folder:
    CONSORTIUM
    As low as:
    $9.63
    List Price:
    $12.50
    Publisher Identifier:
    P-PER
    Discount Code:
    A
    Audience:
    General/trade
    Series:
    Adventures in Poetry
    Pub Discount:
    65
    Country of Origin:
    United States
    Imprint:
    Adventures in Poetry
  • Overview

    "39 poems of humour and duress, written while attending to remnants of my childhood on satellite waves, realizing an inherent wackiness in these accounts of men descending from horses before buttes or saloons, speaking lines like ‘This town got a sawbones?’ … They had me so dreaming that I took aim and wrote. Or wrote without hardly aiming to, one."