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Derek Walcott

Derek Walcott published numerous collections of poetry, as well as plays and essays. He received the 1992 Nobel Prize in Literature, and was a MacArthur Foundation Genius Award winner.

Poetry

Winter 1981

Map of the New World

By Derek Walcott

I Dragons once, with webbed hands, serrated fins, circled this unknown sea. Their scales flake now like scurf, their skins aged with this wrinkled chart. Where they were feared to […]

Poetry

Winter 1981

Beach Head

By Derek Walcott

for Tony Hecht   I come up to a break on the beach, where a channel of the river is pushed back by the ancestral quarrel of fresh water with […]

Poetry

Winter 1981

Snow

By Derek Walcott

Against thin woods, Siberian snow steadily erases objects from their names, like weevils in flour rocks crawl under the elms. There is a place whose year is February. A red […]

Poetry

Winter 1980

Credit Card

By Derek Walcott

From Florida’s penisolate peninsula lolling in the pool of the Caribbean the credit card culture begins, where innocent helots climb, blue-haired, plaid-shorted Hiltons and Holiday Inns. These are the ruined […]

Poetry

Winter 1980

Piano Practice

By Derek Walcott

for Mark Strand   April, in another fortnight, metropolitan April. Light rain-gauze across the museum’s entrance, like their eyes when they leave you, equivocating Spring! The sun dries the avenue’s […]

Poetry

Winter 1980

A Separate Peace

By Derek Walcott

for John Hearne   Islands hissing in rain, light rain and governments falling, the night pitch-black again and again, the slow moon soaring. Reduce government to this: moonlight and a […]

In Memoriam

Piano Practice

By Derek Walcott

From the Kenyon Review, New Series, Winter 1980, Volume II, No. 1 for Mark Strand April, in another fortnight, metropolitan April. Light rain-gauze across the museum’s entrance, like their eyes […]

Map of the New World

By Derek Walcott

From the Kenyon Review, New Series, Winter 1981, Vol. III, No. 1 I. Dragons once, with webbed hands, serrated fins, circled this unknown sea. Their scales flake now like scurf, […]

Winter 2013

Snow

By Derek Walcott

Against thin woods, Siberian snow steadily erases objects from their names, like weevils in flour rocks crawl under the elms. There is a place whose year is February.