Bring Me the Sunflower

by Eugenio Montale (Translated from the Italian by George Kay)

Bring Me the SunflowerBring me the sunflower for me to transplant

to my own ground burnt by the spray of sea,

and show all day to the imaging blues

of sky that golden-faced anxiety.
Things hid in darkness lean towards the clear,

bodies consume themselves in a flowing

of shades; and they in varied music–showing

the chance of chances is to disappear.
So bring me the plant that takes you right

where the blond hazes shimmering rise

and life fumes to air as spirit does;

bring me the sunflower crazy with the light.


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