MAP OF THE NEW WORLD Archipelagoes . by Derek Walcott At the end of this sentence, rain will begin. At the rain’s edge, a sail. Slowly the sail will lose sight of islands; into a mist will go the belief in harbours of an entire race. The ten-years war is finished. Helen’s hair, a…Read more English/Italian/Umbrian Translation: Paolo Ottaviani & Derek Walcott