Though both poems deal with a grave theme, there are undertones of lightness to it, with the description of summer in the first one, and the optimistic tone of the other. Lucia as part of the British West Indies. It talks about drowsing through life in a lazy manner.
As the train passed the forest's tortured icons, ths floes clanging like freight yards, then the spires of frozen tears, the stations screeching steam, he drew them in a single winters' breath whose freezing consonants turned into stone. From scenic beauty the poem shifts into a deeper emotion of loss.
Being neither one thing nor another can create the permission to be anything and everything. And there were, like old wedding lace in an attic, among the boas and parasols and the tea-colored daguerreotypes, hints of an epochal happiness as ordered and infinite to the child as the great house road to the Great House down a perspective of casuarinas plunging green manes in time to the horses, an orderly life reduced by lorgnettes day and night, one disc the sun, the other the moon, reduced into a pier glass: The poem begins on a relaxed tone and shifts into describing the loss of time.
Who is that dark child on the parapets of Europe, watching the evening river mint its sovereigns stamped with power, not with poets, the Thames and the Neva rustling like banknotes, then, black on gold, the Hudson's silhouettes?
A scream which would open the doors to swing wildly all night, that was bringing in heavier clouds, more black smoke than cloud, frightening the cattle in whose bulging eyes the Great House diminished; a scorching wind of a scream that began to extinguish the fireflies, that dried the water mill creaking to a stop as it was about to pronounce Parish Trelawny all over, in the ancient pastoral voice, a wind that blew all without bending anything, neither the leaves of the album nor the lime groves; blew Nanny floating back in white from a feather to a chimerical, chemical pin speck that shrank the drinking Herefords to brown porcelain cows on a mantelpiece, Trelawny trembling with dusk, the scorched pastures of the old benign Custos; blew far the decent servants and the lifelong cook, and shriveled to a shard that ancient pastoral of dusk in a gilt-edged frame now catching the evening sun in Jamaica, making both epochs one.
Like Odysseus, he encounters terrors and defeats them; unlike Odysseus, he often runs away from his duties rather than toward them. The rain also sets a dark gloomy mood. He safeguards his venture, however, by minimizing the Creole argot and having most of the action related by a patently autobiographical, polished narrator: How can I turn from Africa and live?
His poems are generally inspired from his memories and the history and political landscape of West Indies, his hometown.
The last lines reveal that the poet is father and that his daughter is grown up and moved away from him. Yet the only cure Walcott offers is the palliative of his poem: Walcott likens her to Judith and Susannah, Circe and Calypso, with her body creating a stirring drama out of every appearance.
Like Andrew Marvell, whose Metaphysical poetry was an influential model for the early Walcott, he is caught between the pull of passion and his awareness of its futility. My first friend was the sea. There is a blend of creativity and imagination evident in his poems. How can I turn from Africa and live?
Midsummer Tobago shifts from a lighter to a darker mood, whereas Dark August shifts from a sombre, to a tone of acceptance and appreciation. With the duplicity of a guerrilla and the self-conscious stance of T.
The link with the Greek myth is evident.
Lucia, the speaker segues from social intimacy to abandonment. Walcott is arguably a major poet in his ability to dramatize the myths of his social and personal life, to balance his urgent moral concerns with the ideal of a highly polished, powerfully dense art, and to cope with the cultural isolation to which his mixed race sadly condemns him.
He equates midsummer with boredom, stasis, middle age, midcareer, and the harsh glare of self-examination, as he tries to fix the particular tone and texture of his inner life from one summer to the next. He merges the island chain of his Caribbean with the Mediterranean island chain now called Greece, where the Iliad c.
I who am poisoned with the blood of both, Where shall I turn, divided to the vein? The poem Dark August by Derek Walcott is a very deftly written, symbolic poem.
In this poem, the poet wants his sister the sun who symbolises happiness to come out of her room, as his life is filled with rain, which represents misery and grief. I work,then I read, cotching under a lantern hooked to the mast. The poem shifts from a happy, to a melancholic mood.
I am the darker, the older America. The poem like Midsummer Tobago also sets a melancholic mood, with the poet being stuck with his bitter life.Derek Walcott’s first important volume of verse, In a Green Night, was a landmark in the history of West Indian poetry, breaking with exotic native traditions of shallow romanticism and inflated.
Here is a collection of the all-time best famous Derek Walcott poems. This is a select list of the best famous Derek Walcott poetry. Reading, writing, and enjoying famous Derek Walcott poetry (as well as classical and contemporary poems) is a great past time.
These top poems are the best examples of. An analysis of Derek Walcott's poem "A Far Cry from Africa" on the influence of colonialism in his language Introduction The so called post colonial literature is actually a body of writings that aim to express response to colonization.
Derek Walcott OBE OCC is a Saint Lucian poet, playwright, writer and visual artist who was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in and the T. S. Eliot Prize in for White Egrets. Derek Walcott was born in Castries, Saint Lucia, the West Indies, on January 23, His first published poem, "" appeared in The Voice of St.
Lucia when he was fourteen years old, and consisted of 44 lines of blank verse. By the age of nineteen, Walcott had self-published two volumes, 25 Poems () and Epitaph for the Young: XII Cantos (), exhibiting a wide range of influences. Derek Walcott’s work is infused with both a sacred sense of the writer’s vocation and a passionate devotion to his island of birth, St.
Lucia, and the entire Caribbean archipelago. A cultural.Download