A Perculiar Line lyrics

by

Nikki Giovanni


A Peculiar Poetry: Derek Walcott, by Angela Brown

Derek Walcott died and left behind a trilogy, to remember
His act of grasping, reaching poetry, a disturbing intellect.
Born in 1930 in what used to be called a “colonial backwater”
By the center of power, he inherited the psychic deluge
Many flailed under. That he triumphed was testimony
To his genius and an unusual industry,
Contradicting the order of the times.
He had a natural gift for understanding. He contributed
To the arrogance of elegance, speaking for the tensions
He fled in life. He defined terror for beauty with
Duress and depravity, dignity with dialect for the islands
He undermined reasons for living in the island as
A spiritual oasis.

https://www.nytimes.com/2017/08/04/books/review/derek-walcott-caribbean.

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