Friday, 13 July 2012 @08:23
"At the end of this sentence, rain will begin.
At the rain’s edge, a sail".
At the rain’s edge, a new world.
Derek Walcott was born in 1930 on the island of Saint Lucia, West Indies. Shades and shadows of Caribbean in his poetry. And summer’s rain.
Yes, I write. Yes, I believe in the magic of words. That’s why you’ll find me here, every Friday: Lisa “globish”!
I believe in the magic of words, and I believe Piazza Unità in Trieste, where I was born, is the most romantic square in the world. (And yes, it’s in Italy, proudly facing the sea). I love roses in every form. And, of course, I do love my blog, expecially now that I can carry it around on my iPhone.