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        It was a yellow voice, a high, shrill treble in the nursery
White always and high, I remember it so,
White cupboard, off-white table, mugs, dolls' faces
And I was four or five. The garden could have been
Miles away. We were taken down to the green
Asparagus beds, the cut lawn, and the smell of it
Comes each summer after rain when white returns. Our bird,
A canary called Peter, sang behind bars. The black and white cat
Curled and snoozed by the fire and danger was far away.
         
     
    Elizabeth Jennings
                 
            
        
     
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
             
        
                
           Elizabeth Jennings
    
    
    Occupation: English Poet
    
    
Born: July 2, 1926
    
    
Died: January 25, 2001
    
Quotes count: 5
    
    
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