SINGAPORE - "Once, I dreamt I was bathing in red earth/sighing as I pushed my fingers deep/into the night of her abdomen, to uncover/the lost roots of felled trees," writes Singaporean poet Esther Vincent in the title poem of her debut collection, Red Earth.
"The earth as a metaphor for my body,/ vast and unknowable."
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