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Deryn Rees-Jones

My Grandfather\'s Tattoo

My Grandfather\'s Tattoo

My Grandfather\'s Tattoo

On sunny days, his shirtsleeves rolled
he’d cover with a sticking plaster
like the wound of Welsh he wouldn’t give his children
the blue-green inks of anchorage, the shame.
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My Grandfather\'s Tattoo

On sunny days, his shirtsleeves rolled
he’d cover with a sticking plaster
like the wound of Welsh he wouldn’t give his children
the blue-green inks of anchorage, the shame.

My Grandfather\'s Tattoo

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