23 May 2008

HALF-CASTE
(by John Agard)



Excuse me
standing on one leg
I'm half-caste

Explain yuself
wha yu mean
when yu say half-caste
yu mean when picasso
mix red an green
is a half-caste canvas/
explain yuself
wha yu mean
when yu say half-caste
yu mean when light an shadow
mix in de sky
is a half-caste weather/
well in dat case
england weather
nearly always half-caste
in fact some o dem cloud
half-caste till dem overcast
so spiteful dem dont want de sun pass
ah rass/
explain yuself
wha yu mean
when yu say half-caste
yu mean tchaikovsky
sit down at dah piano
an mix a black key
wid a white key
is a half-caste symphony/

Explain yuself
wha yu mean
Ah listening to yu wid de keen
half of mih ear
Ah lookin at yu wid de keen
half of mih eye
and when I'm introduced to yu
I'm sure you'll
understand
why I offer yu half-a-hand
an when I sleep at night
I close half-a-eye
consequently when I dream
I dream half-a-dream
an when moon begin to glow
I half-caste human being
cast half-a-shadow
but yu must come back tomorrow
wid de whole of yu eye
an de whole of yu ear
an de whole of yu mind

an I will tell yu
de other half
of my story
© John Agard


Thanks to Signifying Guyana, I've just recently learned of John Agard and his powerful poetry. Half-Caste has been on my mind ever since I read it for the first time. Then I discovered that the real treat was in fact hearing Mr Agard read the poem.

It's a magnificent piece of work, standing there waiting to be read. But you simply have to hear him read it, or risk losing much of the magic!

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gautami tripathy said...

In the caste ridden society in India, this should be read by all.

Thanks!

Rethabile said...

I have a lot to learn about the caste system in India, but agree that Agard's poem should be read by all. Thank you, for him.

Crafty Green Poet said...

entertaining poem with a point to make!

Rethabile said...

A fat point to make, yes. And entertaining? Yes, especially when John reads the poem himself.

geoffreyphilp101@gmail.com said...

In the Caribbean, "half-caste" refers to people who are born to black and white parents...Bob once said, "People call me half-caste" and he rejected the label.

Interestingly, last night I was working on a ghazal (thanks, crafty green poet) that had a similar theme when I saw Agard's poem. Synchronicity!

Rethabile said...

I thought CGP's ghazal was more than interesting, too. I have children of mixed blood, what in South Africa we call "coloureds", and I reject the term of Half-caste, too.
Blessings

January said...

Thanks for this. My kids are biracial so it's nice to read poetry that talks about this duality.

I'll have to listen to the audio later today.

Rethabile said...

My kids are, too, by the way. You'll see, the audio is a real treat.
best

Rose said...

Thanks for the email my friend. The poem is great but the anger in the audio brings it to life.

((((((hugs)))))

Rose

xo

Stephen Bess said...

This was beautiful. It's always great when we can come across a new powerful voice that we've never heard. Beautiful.

Rethabile said...

Rose,
Yep, that's exactly it. That voice.

Stephen,
I agree. The brother blew me away.

R's Musings said...

The audio really brought his words to life, his emotion, his frustration with other's judgment of him, not getting to know who he really is. I love the ending, where he says when you're ready to really see, really hear, to open your narrow mind, I will help you to see who I really am, the whole of me.

Thanks for sharing this, Rethabile. Very moving!

paisley said...

this was ever so powerful.. especially when i listened to him read it to me,, i so love the voice ofthe islands,, and the way they use the language,, and the spelling... oh my this was wonderful no matter how you slice it...

i believe it is safe to assume he is talking about how people refer to those of mixed racial origin... and i must say that makes me wonder if there are in fact any that are not mixed........

Rethabile said...

R,
Glad you liked that, especially the ending, which, as you say, is nicely done.

Rethabile said...

paisley,
That's a beautiful point you're making: are there any that aren't mixed? Ha!

sokari said...

I grew up in Nigeria being called "half caste" and most Nigerians I know of mixed parentage use the term to describe themselves. Personally I despise the term. I am not half anything rather I am two wholes bonded together. This poem is very validating for me and I am sure millions of others who reject this term. Thanks for publishing it. If you havent put it on BL I will do so now.

Jo said...

Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful. Thanks so much for sharing this, Rethabille.

Jo said...

Love that reading too.

Anonymous said...

Just some information for the person who "so love the voice of the islands and the way they use the language." Guyana where Agard was born is not an island. It is a country in South America, neighbouring Brazil, Suriname and Venezuela.

Rethabile said...

Thanks, anonymous. I think that even if the commenter doesn't know this, there is still that voice of the islands, and Guyana has it, too.