Poignant, yet accessible poetry from the winner of the Ingrid Jonker Prize, one of South Africa's most prestigious prizes. It s crowded in the room. We turn about and breathe the vapours other people breathe. Where are you going this summer? My feet are broken alabaster, unremarked bits of the Venus de Milo."
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Letter from Africa