Ah Sunflower, William Blake, read by Allen Ginsberg with lovely video:
Ah Sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun;
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveller’s journey is done;Where the Youth pined away with desire,
And the pale virgin shrouded in snow,
Arise from their graves, and aspire
Where my Sunflower wishes to go.(William Blake – from “Songs of Experience
” 1794)
Hat tip to the Allen Ginsburg Project
My avatar on twitter is a sunflower which is why I think the owner of the blog tweeted this poem to me.
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