My Poetry Journey: The Early days

Having arrived in the U.K  from Guyana South America, at the tender age of eighteen months, you could be forgiven for thinking that “Well she’s practically English, then – and hardly Guyanese at all! Well my friends… nothing could be further from the truth! For as I grew up and would often hear Mummy and Daddy share stories about this place back home, Guyana quickly became that place of tropical sunshine, where mangoes of all shapes and sizes grew.

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