Derek Walcott Poems on Life (6 Poems)

The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror ...

1 Adios, Carenage In idle August, while the sea soft, and leaves of brown islands stick to the rim of ...

Those five or six young guys lunched on the stoop that oven-hot summer night whistled me over. Nice and friendly. ...

There were still shards of an ancient pastoral in those shires of the island where the cattle drank their pools ...

Schizophrenic, wrenched by two styles, one a hack's hired prose, I earn me exile. I trudge this sickle, moonlit beach ...

Koening knew now there was no one on the river. Entering its brown mouth choking with lilies and curtained with ...

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