Laureate laments apathy, injustice
Derek Walcott, Nobel Prize-winning poet and playwright, sits beneath a dim spotlight casting shadows upon his wrinkled face, his relaxed posture and thick Caribbean accent a testament to the homeland that both inspires his poetry and evokes his anger. He has a love-hate relationship with the place he calls home: Its natural beauty constitutes much of his lyrical verse, but he laments that the social problems of the Caribbean are muffling the voices of young artists.
“There’s not a theater in Saint Lucia, but there are three or four new hotels,” he said. “It’s a betrayal of people...
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