Derek Walcott
Castries / St Lucia
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A City's Death By Fire

Rating: 3.7
After that hot gospeller has levelled all but the churched sky,
I wrote the tale by tallow of a city's death by fire;
Under a candle's eye, that smoked in tears, I
Wanted to tell, in more than wax, of faiths that were snapped like wire.
All day I walked abroad among the rubbled tales,
Shocked at each wall that stood on the street like a liar;
Loud was the bird-rocked sky, and all the clouds were bales
Torn open by looting, and white, in spite of the fire.
By the smoking sea, where Christ walked, I asked, why
Should a man wax tears, when his wooden world fails?
In town, leaves were paper, but the hills were a flock of faiths;
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Dr Antony Theodore 10 December 2020
In town, leaves were paper, but the hills were a flock of faiths; To a boy who walked all day, each leaf was a green breath Rebuilding a love I thought was dead as nails, Blessing the death and the baptism by fire. A great poem indeed. tony
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Dr Antony Theodore 28 September 2020
To a boy who walked all day, each leaf was a green breath Rebuilding a love I thought was dead as nails, Blessing the death and the baptism by fire. a very fine poem. tony
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Khairul Ahsan 27 September 2020
'To a boy who walked all day, each leaf was a green breath' - the only line of the poem that made sense to me!
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Mahtab Bangalee 27 September 2020
Under a candle's eye, that smoked in tears, I Wanted to tell, in more than wax, of faiths that were snapped like wire. All day I walked abroad among the rubbled tales, ......wonderfully expressed on the tone of melancholy; this is ruined city where the humanity is fully cracked and devastated, where no rules for human rights is valid, , , , , all are beastly manners
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L MILTON HANKINS 27 September 2020
This is a fascinating piece of work. The imagery is precise, and the choice of rhymes is precise, while the theme is extremely complex. I like this poem very much; I will read it several times. Thanks for sharing it.
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Mahtab Bangalee 23 June 2020
In town, leaves were paper, but the hills were a flock of faiths; To a boy who walked all day, each leaf was a green breath Rebuilding a love I thought was dead as nails, Blessing the death and the baptism by fire..........poetic brilliant expression; just love it
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Michael Walker 18 December 2019
I see some ambivalence about religion and preachers in 'A City's Death by Fire'. It is like love-hate of 'the hot gospeller'- fire and brimstone which levels everything to the ground. 'Faiths snapped like wire' -that can happen to believers.A different, religious tone in 'By the smoking sea, where Christ walked'. A great poem of contradictions.
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Ratnakar Mandlik 23 June 2019
" Rebuilding love I thought was dead as nails Blessing the death and the baptism bt fire" Great conceptualization. Well deserved modern poem of the day.
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Bernard F. Asuncion 23 June 2019
A poem par excellence, sir Derek. Congrats for being selected.....10+++++++++
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Adrian Flett 23 June 2019
What a sonnet, welcome to a new voice at PH
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