Duncan Bush nació en Cardiff (Reino Unido) en 1946 y murió en Marlborough en 2017. MINER, ABERCYNON, 1985 After we all went back I was looking at the boys coming up in the cage one day, he said, at their faces and white eyes, and knew my own face was as black as theirs and felt my own eyes white and tired in my head, and I realised, That’s it, that’s how it is to them, we’re black, the tribal blacks of Britain. When we go to work we’re niggers. When we go on strike we’re reds. The trouble is, he said, and laughed ―black face, yellowed teeth, red mouth― is that they see us in such bloody primal colours. And the only thing that’s blue about us ―and he pulled his sleeve-cuff back to show me ―is our scars . MINERO, ABERCYNON, 1985 Después que todos nosotros volviéramos me quedé mirando a los chicos que subían en la jaula un día, me dijo él, sus caras y ojos blancos, y supe que mi propia cara er...
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