- Derek Walcott
Happy New Moon, darlings.
(throwback dubstep remix by Neutral Eyes. oh, the times … )
When you were much younger, what distinctions did you make between art and protest?
I thought of them both as literature and still do. I don’t see the contradiction which some people point out as inherent, though I can sense what Ralph, among others, means by that. The only way I could play it, once indeed I found myself on that road, was to assume that if I had the talent, and my talent was important, it would simply have to survive whatever life brought. I couldn’t sit somewhere honing my talent to a fine edge after I had been to all those places in the South and seen those boys and girls, men and women, black and white, longing for change. It was impossible for me to drop them a visit and then leave.
I’m generally a pretty level-headed person. When it comes to my baby, that goes out the window. I picked her up from school today and she was in tears. A bunch of boys decided to spend their last class of the day making racist jokes, and completely dismissing her existence when she attempted to interrupt them. Even her friends were laughing.
If you want to know why we still need to talk about race, why I talk about race so frequently, please know that this is not an isolated incident. I will not be silent about it. I will not pretend that race does not exist or that it does not matter. You can miss me with that “not seeing color” message. I am going to log off now and try to build some joy into my daughter’s day. I will not apologize for my rage.
When the youngest grandson of a village elder asked about good and evil, the old man said to the boy, “Fighting inside the hearts of all men are two dragons—one filled with hate, fear, jealousy, greed and rage; and one filled with peace, kindness, honesty and stillness.”
Thrilled at the thought of dragons waging battle inside his small chest, the boy asked, “Which dragon wins?”
To which his grandfather replied, “The one you feed.”Wisdom of the Dragon King, 2011 CE