Ingrid wrote everywhere, usually scraps of paper that she casually disposed off... When Jack worried that she might lose her poems that way she laughed: “No matter, I have them all here...(pointing to her head)”. She did have a prodigious memory and remembered all her poems, but the lack of careful records makes it very difficult to date some of her poems.
In Bitterbessie Dagbreek Ingrid captures the Coloured’s way of speaking - something not done at the time and frowned upon by the establishment - and she sends herself up like the clown smiling through the tears... bittersweet daybreak.
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