"...the Aruacs' patois crackled in the smell
of a resinous bonfire that turned the leaves brown
With curling tongues, then ash, and their language was lost."
-Derek Walcott, "Omeros"
of a resinous bonfire that turned the leaves brown
With curling tongues, then ash, and their language was lost."
-Derek Walcott, "Omeros"
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