Derek Walcott (23 January 1930 / Castries / St Lucia)
Poems by Derek Walcott : 13 / 23
Midsummer, Tobago
Broad sun-stoned beaches.
White heat.
A green river.
A bridge,
scorched yellow palms
from the summer-sleeping house
drowsing through August.
Days I have held,
days I have lost,
days that outgrow, like daughters,
my harbouring arms.
Derek Walcott
Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
Edited: Saturday, November 19, 2011
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Poems by Derek Walcott : 13 / 23
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