St. Lucia’s Native Son

Last night I attended the viewing of “Poetry is an Island” a film about the life of Derek Walcott. This phenomenal Nobel Laureate whose prose intertwines Greek mythology with every day Caribbean lifestyle is the proud son of the Helen of the West, St. Lucia.


We walked through his childhood dreams, the demise of his mother, his isolation from his native land (something that rocks me to my core every day) as he and his friends vividly narrated the journey using his poetry.

The Arts are an important part of a child’s foundation and a country’s foundation and it pains me to see the erosion of talent and promise. I do believe that those who can affect change should do so especially when given the rare platform.

There were many remarkable and heart wrenching quotes about life in the Caribbean and abroad but it is said that a picture paints a thousand words. The picture that will stay with me is of Derek Walcott walking along the beach and then sitting while the water laps at his feet and he watches the beautiful skyline as the sun sets in St. Lucia.