Grace Nichols Poems

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1.
Cat-rap

Lying on the sofa
all curled and meek
but in my furry-fuzzy head
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2.
Like a Beacon

In London
every now and then
I get this craving
for my mother's food
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3.
For Forest

Forest could keep secrets
Forest could keep secrets

Forest tune in every day
to watersound and birdsound
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