poet Derek Walcott

Derek Walcott

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After The Storm

There are so many islands!
As many islands as the stars at night
on that branched tree from which meteors are shaken
like falling fruit around the schooner Flight.
But things must fall,and so it always was,
on one hand Venus,on the other Mars;
fall,and are one,just as this earth is one
island in archipelagoes of stars.
My first friend was the sea.Now,is my last.
I stop talking now.I work,then I read,
cotching under a lantern hooked to the mast.
I try to forget what happiness was,
and when that don't work,I study the stars.
Sometimes is just me,and the soft-scissored foam
as the deck turn white and the moon open
a cloud like a door,and the light over me
is a road in white moonlight taking me home.
Shabine sang to you from the depths of the sea.

Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
Poem Edited: Saturday, November 19, 2011

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  • Q Graw (8/16/2020 10:27:00 AM)

    Very well written poem once again from Derek Walcott

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  • HAKIZIMANA RENE (1/25/2018 9:06:00 AM)

    IT IS COMPLICATED AS LITERATURE

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  • Anil Kumar PandaAnil Kumar Panda (10/21/2017 7:36:00 AM)

    This is nice poetry. Enjoyed thoroughly.

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  • Hassan HayatiHassan Hayati (10/21/2017 3:22:00 AM)

    we can learn , from the great poems every day. thanks for sharing.

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  • Bernard F. AsuncionBernard F. Asuncion (10/21/2017 1:31:00 AM)

    Such a brilliant poem by Derek Walcott.....

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  • Kumarmani MahakulKumarmani Mahakul (10/21/2017 12:24:00 AM)

    Great write. Nice expression.

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