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I look in the mirror. There's me. What's in the mirror is not real. So am I unreal?

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Derek Walcott
Age: 87 †
Born: 1930
Born: January 23
Died: 2017
Died: March 17
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Derek Alton Walcott
Sir Derek Alton Walcott
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I have never separated the writing of poetry from prayer. I have grown up believing it is a vocation, a religious vocation.
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When poems are no good they don't make any sense.
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Summer for prose and lemons, for nakedness and languor.
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