Fred D'Aguiar Poems
- A Sporting Chance If it's black you want then black you will ...
- In Memoriam George in Georgetown, Guyana, Aged ninety and no...
- Complainer In 1979 or '80, Lynford French played Moving ...
- Underwater Sky seems round every time she cries Trees knit ...
- ROYGBIV The shoemaker's wife ran preschool With a fist made...
- Railway Long before you see train The tracks sing and ...
Fred D'Aguiar (born 2 February 1960) is a British-Guyanese poet, novelist and playwright. He is currently Professor of English at Virginia Tech.
Fred D'Aguiar was born in London in 1960 to Guyanese parents, Malcolm Frederick D'Aguiar and Kathleen Agatha Messiah. In 1962 he was taken to Guyana where he lived with his grandmother until 1972 when he returned, at the age of twelve, to England. D'Aguiar trained as a psychiatric nurse before reading African and Caribbean Studies at the University of Kent, Canterbury, graduating in 1985. On graduating he applied for a PhD on the Guyanese author Wilson Harris at the University of Warwick, but - after winning two writers-in-residency positions, ... more »
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A Sporting Chance
If it's black you want then black you will get.
Each sunrise a ball kicked from one end of a blue field
Sails across to a black goal mouth and sinks into it and all
The lights in the stadium plunge out,
But the game never ends for another begins in a field
On the opposite side of this bigger ball we are all pinned to
Which responds to a giant kick as it spins around in an
Even bigger blue field, a ball wary of a hot foot, gearing up
So it seems, not for another kick, once and for all,
More for a death-dealing embrace,
As if a Euclidian dribble started eons ...