Saturday mellow: Ah! Sunflower

Ah Sunflower, William Blake, read by Allen Ginsberg 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. … [click on title to read the rest]

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