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439 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1979
the thirty eighth year
of my life,
plain as bread
round as a cake
an ordinary woman.
i had expected to be
smaller than this,
more beautiful,
wiser in Afrikan ways,
more confident,
i had expected
more than this....
i had not expected to be
an ordinary woman.
"You ask me to come and spend a week with you, which means I would be near my daughter, whom I adore.... All the same, I am not going to accept your kind invitation, for the time being at any rate. The reason is that my pink cactus is probably going to flower. It's a very rare flower (that) only flowers once every four years. Now, I am already a very old woman, and if I went away when my pink cactus is about to flower, I am certain I shouldn't see it flower again. So I beg you, Sir, to accept my sincere thanks and my regrets."