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    Didicoy
    Didicoy
    Didicoy
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    Didicoy

    By Karen Downs-Barton

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    Didicoy offers a window into the colourful, precarious world of a multiracial Romany family, and focuses on characters at the often-untold margins of society. Blending lyricism with formal experimentation, these poems explore what it is to belong. Clear-eyed and outspoken, Didicoy has something of the impact of a contemporary Cathy Come Home.
    The collection is wonderfully peopled, with an unforgettable portrait of a mother and a powerful and important depiction of life in a children's home. Writing like this, which combines real expressive skill with material which must be expressed, really reminds us what poetry is for. – Jonathan Edwards, winner of the Costa Poetry Award
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherThe Poetry Business
    Release dateMar 1, 2023
    ISBN9781914914386
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      Didicoy - Karen Downs-Barton

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      Published 2023 by

      Smith|Doorstop Books

      The Poetry Business

      Campo House,

      54 Campo Lane,

      Sheffield S1 2EG

      Copyright © Karen Downs-Barton

      All Rights Reserved

      ISBN 978-1-914914-37-9

      ePub ISBN 978-1-914914-38-6

      Typeset by Utter

      Printed by People for Print

      Smith|Doorstop Books are a member of Inpress:

      www.inpressbooks.co.uk

      Distributed by NBN International, 1 Deltic Avenue,

      Rooksley, Milton Keynes MK13 8LD

      The Poetry Business gratefully acknowledges the support of Arts Council England.

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      Contents

      Hamime: My Mixed Language is My Mixed Identity

      Framed By Wood Grain

      A Confluence of Reds and Silks

      A Love of Flesh

      My Mother’s Professional Rituals

      Of the Men who Came as Shadows in the Night

      Arriving at the Home for Crying Children

      Mageripen: The Rules of Hygiene

      Dear Faye,

      Triggers

      The House of Locked Windows

      Talking With a Mouth Full of Stars

      Dear Faye,

      Places I’ve Nashed From

      Dear Faye,

      Mi Loki Gili : My Song of Life

      Acknowledgements

      Hamime: My Mixed Language is My Mixed Identity

      A Coupling with Henry Mayhew after Karen MacCarthy Woolf

      The

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