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Dorothy Hewett is a vivid presence in all her poetry. This selection from her life’s work opens with a poem written in her last year at school. It begins:
The dark fires shall burn in many rooms; will they sometimes miss me with my tangled hair – still girls in dark uniforms … ?
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