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Literary Imagination Advance Access originally published online on May 26, 2007
Literary Imagination 2007 9(2):164-165; doi:10.1093/litimag/imm058
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Christmas 1956

George Szirtes

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At one particular moment on the twenty-second
(at a quarter to seven in the morning) I, an ominous child
between Joseph S and Jesus,
am thirteen. This is the last
of the festive Christmases. We have plenty
to eat: my grandmother's ‘economy . . . [Full Text of this Article]


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