Guyanese poetry often explores themes of cultural identity, colonial history, and the natural beauty of the Caribbean landscape. Poets from Guyana, such as Grace Nichols and Martin Carter, weave rich imagery and personal narratives to address social and political issues, including the legacy of slavery, indigenous traditions, and the complexities of post-colonial life.
‘Looking At Your Hands’ urges the importance of human empathy and solidarity in resisting and transcending injustice.
No!
I will not still my voice!
I have to much to claim
If yo see me looking at books
‘Checking Out Me History’ confronts colonial education, celebrating unsung heroes of black history through vibrant dialect.
Dem tell me
Dem tell me
Wha dem want to tell me
‘Praise Song For My Mother’ uses nature metaphors to depict her mother’s vital, nurturing presence in a personal ode.
You were
water to me
deep and bold and fathoming
John Agard’s poem ‘Half-caste’ is a poem that is, in a majority, filled with the speaker responding to being called half-caste.
Excuse me
Standing on one leg
I'm half-caste
Explain yuself
‘Like an Heiress’ by Grace Nichols contrasts the stunning beauty of the Atlantic Ocean with the harsh reality of a litter-covered beach, reminding us of our duty to protect and preserve the environment.
Like an heiress, drawn to the light of her
eye-catching jewels, Atlantic draws me
to the mirror of my oceanic small-days.
‘Island Man’ contrasts tranquil island life with London’s urban rush, highlighting a deep yearning for simplicity.
Morning
And Island man wakes up
To the sound of blue surf
In his head
‘Hurricane Hits England’ by Nichols bridges her Caribbean roots and English life, finding belonging in nature’s universal force.
It took a hurricane, to bring her closer
To the landscape.
Half the night she lay awake,
The howling ship of the wind,
‘Price We Pay for the Sun’ reveals the stark contrast between the Caribbean’s tourist facade and the locals’ enduring hardships.
These islands
not picture postcards
for unravelling tourist
you know