I should hope so

Nothing if not an extraordinary title. However, trying to find out exactly what the fuck this thing is/was has been another matter… the Internet has been unusually unhelpful, and has primarily pointed me towards second-hand bookshops offering it for sale through Abebooks. Still, with a bit more research, I’m going to assume “this book of Earth” was in fact a booklet (only 32pp. long, apparently) of poetry, cos that’s what Dave Cunliffe did… the latter was part of the ’60s British poetry revival, and this obituary of him is where I get most of what I now about him from; that obit includes a photo from which the cover picture has evidently been cropped, and it depicts Cunliffe and Tina Morris, his wife and partner in crime… I don’t recognise many of the other names invoked in the articles I’ve seen about cos frankly I know bugger all about this particular scene (though obviously I recognised Nelson Mandela, who apparently contributed to one of Tina’s works), but I did know the name Jeff Nuttall; he was another publisher of small press books and journals at that time, including My Own Mag, which I knew of cos William S. Burroughs wrote for it, and Nuttall wrote a book called Bomb Culture in 1968 about the rise of the underground movement of the era. And I’ve actually got that, or rather a bodgy ebook of same, cos I read about it in Mark Fisher’s K-Punk… though being me, of course, I still haven’t read the damn thing three years later. Perhaps I should actually do that and learn something…