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Book SynopsisThere are all types of bodies.If you're lucky you'll find someone whose skinis a canvas for the story of your life.Write well. Take care of the heartbeat behind it. Billy Letford's Dirt revels in the fallow, the tainted, the off , and the unloved. The poems embrace a good life stitched together with bad circumstances, bungled chances, missed callings. Whether loitering on the street corner, 'poackets ful eh ma fingers', or stumbling from a bar 'like a monkey in the jungle of traffic, stinking, wild and free', the characters in Letford's poems deliver one thing in spades: heart. 'On Friday I visit my seventy-seven-year-old granny. She's smoking a joint. It's not a surprise.' Letford's words are lightly worn yet carefully measured; they move between English and Scots, lyrical and concrete, accumulating what the poet has described as an array of textures. Resisting modernity's unearthly glare, it is a life with grain, with grit, 'rotten with wonder', that Letford seeks. The poems dig for a grace within dirt's humble endurance. 'There's dignity there. Lay yourself open.'Trade Review'William Letford is his own man. His work is as utterly original and instantly recognisable as, say, Raymond Carver's or Billy Collins', though he's not like either. His last collection launched a brand new voice. This one, full of grit and tenderness, gives us many voices, places and stories.' Liz Lochhead; 'The pleasure I have gained from new Scottish genius William Letford's poems... will, I am confident, stay with me forever.' Nicholas Lezard, The Guardian; 'How Billy went from roofer to prize-winning poet' The Scotsman; 'While loving dirt is nothing new in poetry, Letford has his own unique take on it. Where he finds life blooming, he lives and lets live.' The Poetry School; 'William Letford belongs in the grand - and humble - tradition of Robert Burns. He has heart, a feeling for ordinary working people and enough Scottish spark to start a fire.' Kate Kellaway, The Observer

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Book SynopsisA The Telegraph and Observer Book of the Year. This prose and poetry tour de force of storytelling has the narrative punch of a novel. It is a new departure for the poet, and for poetry itself. It takes the reader into the not-too-distant future: an artificial intelligence rules the world, and a working-class family use their wits to live off the land. William Letford blends prose and his inimitable poetry: sci-fi and hunter-gatherer are merged into a coherent story in the pages of a stonemason's journal. 'You won't see the best of a Macallum until you put something in their fist,' says Letford, introducing the family. 'Joiner, nurse, stonemason, hairdresser, plumber, gardener. Lorna even repairs vintage watches. That's the quantum mechanics of manual labour.' We join the Macallum family as they combine their skills to reconnect with the land in a world where the empowered are hell-bent on creating a new utopia. Joe, the stonemason, records in his journal the struggles and successes of a carnival of characters. They hurl grace and humour at a future that is being shaped by a single, powerful entity. Letford's storytelling is gritty and beautiful. 'A Macallum, it seems to me now, is made to move, to think on the run. The sofas in our houses were sinkholes. The actors on a fifty-two-inch flat screen - shadows on a cave wall.'Trade Review'The pleasure I have gained from William Letford's poems... will, I am confident, stay with me for ever.' - Nicholas Lezard, Guardian; 'William Letford is the future of Scottish poetry.' - Mark Buckland, Cargo Publishing

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Book Synopsis"Bevel" is William Letford's first book, but his poems have already earned him a large following thanks to his brilliant performances and through Carcanet's "New Poetries V" anthology. Letford makes poems from the rhythms of speech and the stuff of daily life: work and love, seasons and cities, and his writing is alive with the wonder and comedy of the mundane. Bevel is filled with voices - 'an he says / A love the summer / it's hoat / ye kin wear yer shoarts...' - and with the knowledge that becomes engrained in the body: 'The weight of a drill. The texture of rust.' Letford works as a roofer, a trade that gives him a particular perspective on life at ground level. 'Be prepared', he writes: pay attention to the moment, know which way to fall. His poems are sure and strong, the words dance.Trade Review'The pleasure I have gained from William Letford's poems... will, I am confident, stay with me for ever.' - Nicholas Lezard, the GuardianTable of ContentsWaking for work in the winter Becoming For the journey It's aboot the labour Be prepared [coffee shop window] Wit is it By the time we met We are Elderly ladies and afternoon tea This spring evening Fusion expands Worker A bassline Newsflash Hollow words in the black dog days Moths Taking a headbutt Working away In the mountains of northern Italy No holding back Breakfast in Baiardo No distractions [it rains] Outside the city Sunburst [T-shirt wrapped around my head] The light and dark of Adeona A bad day Orchards Helsinki, Finland Mhari and Annika Our life Cafe culture Don't you think i know Let's just be Sex poem number 1 Prowl: Sex poem number 2 Sex poem number 3 Impact theory Thurs hunnurs a burds oan the roofs They speak of the gods For the spirit Chimneys The songs we love Schrodinger Sunday, with the television off Winter in the world A poem

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