The 160 pages of Clean Sails were wrested from dozens of typewriters, some of them hand-modified, through countless thousands of hours of typing over the past half-decade, and informed by Gustave Morin's quarter-century of investigation into the (im)possibilities of concrete poetry. Mr. Morin insists Clean Sails is a volume of poetry; others call it an example of "painting through a typewriter." What is clear is that there has never before been a book like it.
"This is one hell of a ride you won't want to miss." — Derek Pell
About the author
Gustave Morin makes his happy home at The Grove Stand -- located on the outer edge of the Sun Parlour of Canada -- in the frontier metropolis known as Windsor/Detroit. There he is deeply involved with Common Ground, an art gallery; Media City, a film festival; Imprimerie Espontaneo, a publishing enterprise; and 23 Skidoo!, an independent film ensemble. In addition to his many dark arts, he holds a fireworks operator certificate and is a member in good standing of both CUPE 543 and I.A.T.S.E. local 580. Oi! to the savant garde!