"Bring me the sunflower crazed with the love of light"
"Bring me then the plant that points to those bright Lucidites swirling up from the earth,
And life itself exhaling that central breath!
Bring me the sunflower crazed with the love of light"
~Eugenio Montale~
The sunflower (Helianthus annuus) is an annual plant native to the Americas in the family Asteraceae, with a large flowering head (inflorescence).
The stem of the flower can grow as high as 3 metres tall, with the flower head reaching up to 30 cm in diameter with the "large" seeds..
Portami il girasole ch'io lo trapianti
Portami il girasole ch'io lo trapianti
nel mio terreno bruciato dal salino,
e mostri tutto il giorno agli azzurri specchianti
del cielo l'ansietà del suo volto giallino.
Tendono alla chiarità le cose oscure,
si esauriscono i corpi in un fluire
di tinte: queste in musiche. Svanire
é dunque la ventura delle venture.
Portami tu la pianta che conduce
dove sorgono bionde trasparenze
e vapora la vita quale essenza;
portami il girasole impazzito di luce.
(Eugenio Montale, Ossi di Seppia)
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SLIDESHOW(tournesols)
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Under the reflection of a cradle of wisteria
Clouds
THE CLOUDS
They go, they come, sometimes they stay
And when they stay they are as black as a raven
And it seems that they look at you with an evil eye.
Sometimes they are white and they run
And take the shape either of a heron
Or of a sheep
Or of some other animal.
But only children can see them well
When in their play they run after them for a while.
Sometimes they warn you with noise
Before arriving
And the earth trembles
And animals become silent.
They go
They come
And come back
And maybe they remain so many days
That you cannot see the sun and the stars anymore
And you have the impression to not recognize the place where you live.
They come and they go.
One is real and thousands are imaginary
And they interpose between us and the sky
To leave us only a wish of rain.
And the adventurous snail took a walk after the rain...