Friday, August 20, 2010

"In the hold" ii

Disemployed Mariner, Gdansk, The New York Times

The Angelic Conversation, Derek Jarman

We came here for the cure
Of quiet in the whelk's centre,
From the fierce, sudden quarrel,
From kitchens where the mind,
Like bread, disintegrates in water,
To let a sun scour
The brain, as harsh as coral,
To bathe like stones in wind,
To be, like beast or natural object, pure.

Extract, Crusoe's Island
Derek Walcott, Collected Poems, 1948-1984


  1. derek jarman was my hero

    in 80's london...

    tilda was his muse

    it was all

    an angelic conversation then.

  2. I've liked that picture enormously, always.