Derek Walcott Quotes

• The process of poetry is one of excavation and of self-discovery.

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• The fate of poetry is to fall in love with the world, in spite of History.

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• Poetry…is perfection’s sweat but most seen as fresh as the raindrops on a statue’s brow.

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• Art is History’s nostalgia, it prefers a thatched roof to a concrete factory, and the huge church above a bleached village.

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• The worst crime is to leave a man’s hands empty. Men are born makers, with that primal simplicity in every maker since Adam.

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• ‘We were the colour of shadows when we came down with tinkling leg-irons to join the chains of the sea, for the silver coins multiplying on the sold horizon.’

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• Time is the metre, memory the only plot.

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• I see these islands and I feel to bawl, ‘area of darkness’ with V.S. Nightfall.

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• But we live like our names and you would have to be colonial to know the difference, to know the pain of history words contain.

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• Who knows who his grandfather is, much less his name?

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• I’m just a red nigger who love the sea, I had a sound colonial education, I have Dutch, nigger, and English in me, and either I’m nobody or I’m a nation.

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• I who have cursed The drunken officer of British rule, how choose Between this Africa and the English tongue I love? Betray them both, or give back what they give? How can I face such slaughter and be cool? How can I turn from Africa and live?

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• We make too much of that long groan which underlines the past.

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• Visual surprise is natural in the Caribbean; it comes with the landscape, and faced with its beauty, the sigh of History dissolves.

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• This is Port of Spain to me, a city ideal in its commercial and human proportions, where a citizen is a walker and not a pedestrian, and this is how Athens may have been before it became a cultural echo.

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• The sigh of History rises over ruins, not over landscapes, and in the Antilles there are few ruins to sigh over, apart from the ruins of sugar estates and abandoned forts.

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• The personal vocabulary, the individual melody whose metre is one’s biography, joins in that sound, with any luck, and the body moves like a walking, a waking island.

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• The English language is nobody’s special property. It is the property of the imagination: it is the property of the language itself.

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• Memory that yearns to join the centre, a limb remembering the body from which it has been severed, like those bamboo thighs of the god.

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• If you know what you are going to write when you’re writing a poem, it’s going to be average.

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Derek Walcott (24)

Birth:	22nd January, 1930
Nationality:	Trinidadian
Profession:	Poet, Professor, Playwriter

About

Derek Alton Walcott is a Saint Lucian poet and playwright. He received the 1992 Nobel Prize in Literature. He is currently Professor of poetry at the University of Essex.

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