Phrase by 'Derek Walcott'
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A noun is not a name you give something. It is something you watch becoming itself, and you have to have the patience to find out what it is.
Author: Derek Walcott - PoetYou , Something , Name , Patience
Modesty is not possible in performance in the Caribbean - and that's wonderful.
Author: Derek Walcott - PoetPossible , Wonderful , Performance
Break a vase, and the love that reassembles the fragments is stronger than that love which took its symmetry for granted when it was whole.
Author: Derek Walcott - PoetLove , Than , Break , Stronger
Memory that yearns to join the centre, a limb remembering the body from which it has been severed, like those bamboo thighs of the god.
Author: Derek Walcott - PoetLike , Memory , God , Body
My family background really only consists of my mother. She was a widow. My father died quite young; he must have been thirty-one. Then there was my twin brother and my sister. We had two aunts as well, my father's sisters. But the immediate family consisted of my mother, my brother, my sister, and me.
Author: Derek Walcott - PoetMe , Family , Father , Mother
That's another pompous expression that is out of fashion, to say that poetry is a gift. It sounds pompous because you say, 'Who gave you the gift, and what is this gift?' And the gift is where I am; the gift is what I have come out of, the people around me who, I think, are beautiful people.
Author: Derek Walcott - PoetYou , Me , I Am , Beautiful
Rhyme is an attempt to reassemble and reaffirm the possibility of paradise. There is a wholeness, a serenity, in sounds coupling to form a memory.
Author: Derek Walcott - PoetMemory , Paradise , Serenity , Rhyme
We make too much of that long groan which underlines the past.
Author: Derek Walcott - PoetLong , Past , Too Much , Make
The sigh of History rises over ruins, not over landscapes, and in the Antilles there are few ruins to sigh over, apart from the ruins of sugar estates and abandoned forts.
Author: Derek Walcott - PoetHistory , Over , Sugar , Abandoned
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