White Egrets

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A DAZZLING NEW COLLECTION FROM ONE OF THE MOST IMPORTANT POETS OF THE TWENTIETH CENTURY

In White Egrets, Derek Walcott treats the characteristic subjects of his career—the Caribbean’s complex colonial legacy, his love of the Western literary tradition, the wisdom that comes through the passing of time, the always strange joys of new love, and the sometimes terrifying beauty of the natural world—with an intensity and drive that recall his greatest work. Through the mesmerizing ...

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Overview

A DAZZLING NEW COLLECTION FROM ONE OF THE MOST IMPORTANT POETS OF THE TWENTIETH CENTURY

In White Egrets, Derek Walcott treats the characteristic subjects of his career—the Caribbean’s complex colonial legacy, his love of the Western literary tradition, the wisdom that comes through the passing of time, the always strange joys of new love, and the sometimes terrifying beauty of the natural world—with an intensity and drive that recall his greatest work. Through the mesmerizing repetition of theme and imagery, Walcott creates an almost surflike cadence, broadening the possibilities of rhyme and meter, poetic form and language.

White Egrets is a moving new collection from one of the most important poets of the twentieth century—a celebration of the life and language of the West Indies. It is also a triumphant paean to beauty, love, art, and—perhaps most surprisingly—getting older.

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Publishers Weekly
From Nobel Prize-winner Walcott comes a 14th collection of poems, richly textured in sound and image, and spanning many countries and memories. From his native Caribbean to Italy, Spain, England, the Netherlands, and the United States, Walcott meditates on the passage of time, fallen empires, bygone love affairs, and mortality. Throughout, in metrically complex verses, he writes about the vocation of the poet with a virtuosic ear and a painterly eye (Walcott is also an accomplished watercolor and oil painter): “my craft and my craft's thought make parallels/ from every object, the word and the shadow of the word/ makes a thing both itself and something else/ til we are metaphors and not ourselves/ in an empirical language that keeps growing.” Walcott describes a wistful search for home in these poems—”Silly to think of heritage when there isn't much,” he writes—while also expressing deep joy and thanks that he finds his true and permanent home in poetry. “This is poetry's weather,” he says of a rainy day in Venice, a lovely moment in a beautiful book. (Apr.)
Publishers Weekly
From Nobel Prize–winner Walcott comes a 14th collection of poems, richly textured in sound and image, and spanning many countries and memories. From his native Caribbean to Italy, Spain, England, the Netherlands, and the United States, Walcott meditates on the passage of time, fallen empires, bygone love affairs, and mortality. Throughout, in metrically complex verses, he writes about the vocation of the poet with a virtuosic ear and a painterly eye (Walcott is also an accomplished watercolor and oil painter): “my craft and my craft's thought make parallels/ from every object, the word and the shadow of the word/ makes a thing both itself and something else/ til we are metaphors and not ourselves/ in an empirical language that keeps growing.” Walcott describes a wistful search for home in these poems—”Silly to think of heritage when there isn't much,” he writes—while also expressing deep joy and thanks that he finds his true and permanent home in poetry. “This is poetry's weather,” he says of a rainy day in Venice, a lovely moment in a beautiful book. (Apr.)
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Praise for Derek Walcott:

“No poet rivals Mr. Walcott in humor, emotional depth, lavish inventiveness in language or in the ability to express the thoughts of his characters and compel the reader to follow the swift mutations of ideas and images in their minds . . . [His poetry] makes us realize that history, all of it, belongs to us.” —The New York Times Book Review

Library Journal
"We never know what memory will do—" says Nobel Prize winner Walcott, as he steps into the past in order to make sense of the present and find direction for the future. Walcott draws these new poems from the same wells that have served him in the past: his Caribbean roots, a love of the Western literary tradition, exotic travel, the wonders of nature, and love, both old and new, as well as the passage of time and the complications that attend age. It is the quest for new love, and the recognition of age, celebrated with grace and wisdom in a delightfully lyrical language, that lie at the heart of this collection: "What if all this passion is out of proportion to its subject?/ An average beauty, magnified to deific, demonic/ stature by the fury of intellect…/ that she should infect your day to the very marrow." VERDICT With this volume, Walcott reaffirms his place as one of the most interesting and important poets of our time. Highly recommended.—Louis McKee, Painted Bride Arts Ctr., Philadelphia
The Barnes & Noble Review

When Derek Walcott's collection The Prodigal was published six years ago, the poet promised (or threatened) himself that it "will be your last book." Even at the time, however, it was clear that this was not really Walcott's farewell to poetry -- he was not, like the aged Prospero, about to break his staff and drown his book. It was, rather, a kind of reverse psychology practiced on fate, as though by acknowledging the imminence of death the poet could appease and postpone it. And Walcott's gambit seems to have worked; for now, at the age of eighty, he has produced another volume, White Egrets.

Ironically, though, death has triumphed over Walcott's work in another sense -- by moving to the center of his imagination. It could scarcely be otherwise, for a poet entering his ninth decade. The only choice facing a great writer at Walcott's stage of life is whether to approach the end philosophically, by seeking or at least pretending to seek wisdom and composure, or to rage against the dying of the light. It is hard to know which choice demands more of a writer: Apollonian calm requires the overcoming of the spirit's fear, as in the mystic assurance of Eliot's Four Quartets, while Dionysian fury requires a defiance of the body's weakness, as in the savage late poems of Yeats.

The poignancy of White Egrets lies in Walcott's continual vacillation between these two poles. At times he will write with apparent resignation, naming his ailments and forgiving them:

the drumming world that dampens your tired eyes behind two clouding lenses, sunrise, sunset,
the quiet ravages of diabetes.
Accept it all with level sentences,
withsculpted settlement that sets each stanza,
learn how the bright lawn puts up no defences against the egret's stabbing questions and the night's answer.

As these lines make clear, the verbal richness and rhythmic complexity that have always been Walcott's great gifts have not deserted him. Like much of his work since 1984's Midsummer, the poems in White Egrets flow in long lines, usually rhymed in quatrains, that extend into long verse paragraphs. The book is made up of sequences of these, sometimes grouped by theme or place: "Sicilian Suite" records a troubled love affair, "The Spectre of Empire" muses on the legacy of British colonialism, and the title sequence returns to Walcott's native place, the Caribbean island of Saint Lucia, for its meditations on nature and mortality.

Whatever his subject, no living poet rivals Walcott in his mastery of line, or in his rhetoric, which is always varied and surprising, yet elevated and vitally connected with tradition. At a time when formal poetry is often thought of, by many poets at least, as something stuffy and conservative, it is liberating to see how free and vigorous Walcott's rhymes can be:

A dragonfly's biplane settles and there, on the map,
the archipelago looks as if a continent fell and scattered into fragments; from Pointe du Cap to Moule a Chique, bois-canot, laurier canelles,
canoe-wood, spicy-laurel, the wind-churned trees echo the African crests; at night, the stars are far fisherman's fires, not glittering cities...

Walcott's use of adjectives is Shakespearean: describing a thunderstorm, he wonders, like Lear, "Who'll house the shivering hawk, and the/impeccable egret and the cloud-colored heron,/and the parrots who panic at the false fire of dawn?"

Verse like this makes its own "sculptured settlement" with the world. But, again like Shakespeare, Walcott does not choose a legal term by accident. A settlement is what a litigant reaches at the end of an acrimonious battle, in lieu of real judgment -- and poetry, Walcott implies, can only offer this kind of second-best resolution to his grievance against death. "The night's answer" remains the final word -- what he calls, in another poem, "the green thicket of oblivion."

In the meantime, Walcott lies defenseless before the "egret's stabbing questions," and it is no accident that "egret," the book's titular bird and emblem, rhymes with "regret." He writes about "that peace/beyond desires and beyond regrets,/at which I may arrive eventually," but as that last word emphasizes, he is not there yet. Sexual regrets, above all, dominate this book. Several sequences chronicle love affairs with younger women in foreign countries, as in "Sicilian Suite":

We never know what memory will do --
my body humming with so much excitement,
I thought my heartbeat sprouted wings and flew to Syracuse, your harbour...
my shadowy treachery, my columned patience darted through balconies to the gusting area of the bandstand facing the Bay of the Saracens.

What makes such memories bitter is not just loss and betrayal, but Walcott's sense that it is undignified for a man of his years (and stature) still to be prey to desire. In other writers -- Philip Roth comes to mind -- this kind of lament can look like just another form of bragging (look at how potent I still am, what young women I can still attract, Roth's avatars are always saying). With Walcott the bitterness seems truer and deeper:

Where does this sickness come from, because it is sickness, this conversion of the simplest action to an ordeal, this hatred of simple delight in others, of benches in the empty park?
Only her suffering will bring you satisfaction,
old man in the dimming world....

These lines resonate in a later poem, "Sixty Years After," when we see the poet "in my wheelchair in the Virgin lounge at Vieuxfort," where he runs into a woman who was once "the fire of my young life." Now her decrepitude -- "treble-chinned, old, her devastating/smile was netted in wrinkles" -- reflects his own age back to him: "Now the silent knives from the intercom went through us," the poem concludes. White Egrets is continually reminding us how hard it is to let go of the body and the world -- hard for everyone, but especially so for a poet capable of rendering the world with such potent immediacy:

Accept it. Watch how spray will burst like a cat scrambling up the side of a wall,
gripping, sliding, surrendering; how, at first,
its claws hook then slip with a quickening fall to the lace-rocked foam. That is the heart, coming home,
trying to fasten on everything it moved from,
how salted things only increase its thirst.
--Adam Kirsch
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780374289294
  • Publisher: Farrar, Straus and Giroux
  • Publication date: 3/16/2010
  • Pages: 86
  • Product dimensions: 5.70 (w) x 8.30 (h) x 0.40 (d)

Meet the Author

DEREK WALCOTT was born in St. Lucia in 1930. He is the author of eight collections of plays and a book of essays. He received the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1992. White Egrets is his fourteenth collection of poems.

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