The Mermaid of Black Conch: 'I have swum its velvet flow'

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 'I have seen the sea

I have seen the glory

I have seen its power

the power of its kingdom

I have swum its angers

I have swum its misery

I have swum its velvet flow

the corals

the cities underneath

I have swum under islands

I have swum close to shore in shallow waves

and seen children playing'

(Monique Roffey, The Mermaid of Black Conch)





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