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Julian Barnes

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David Runciman

Short Cuts: Five Victorian Marriages

Tom Crewe

Society as a Broadband Network

William Davies

Fifteen days from now

Thomas Jones

In 1348

James Meek

The Yorkists

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Whitehall Spookery

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Poem: ‘The Bannisters’

Paul Muldoon

Clarice Lispector

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Joanne O’Leary

Gordon v. O’Connor

Rupert Thomson

Revism

Joe Dunthorne

Poem: ‘The Reach of the Sea’

Maureen N. McLane

Diary: Where water used to be

Rosa Lyster

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Our serrated landscape
so full of digits:
dial, keloid, data, roseate.

If trees are still ‘in’
we can thumb
through not click-through.

Books are so over
though. All those chyrons
for The End. Tomorrow’s

programming is surely lethal.
We are hanging on by a high
thread count, glass

stemware of the old regime.
A room of Vrooms.
Let’s hope we’re perennial.

We are woodcuts on
Marimekko’s sarong.
Ramulose as a library.

City trees still obscure teens,
futons and jack-offs. Shade
the elderly and their fusilli.
Can we join them?

Children steal adult’s adulthood.
Adults steal one another.

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