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| After two unpredictable spells of influenza that winter I was taking no chances (not even to put the rubbish outside) pulling on my old black jacket resolutely winding a scarf round and round my neck winter rituals I had grown to accept with all the courage of an unemerged butterfly I unbolted the door and stepped outside only to have that daffodil baby kick me in the eye |
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Grace Nichols. In: The Fat Black Woman's Poems. London: Virago, 2011 |
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