SNZ-B19022023
inspired by: Don't Ask Us for the Word (EUGENIO MONTALE 1923) Versions: #1#2 Don't ask us for the word to frame our shapeless spirit on all sides, and proclaim in letters of fire to shine like a lone crocus in a dusty field. Ah, the man who walks secure, a friend to others and himself, indifferent that high summer prints his shadow on a peeling wall! Don't ask us for the phrase that can open worlds, just a few gnarled syllables, dry like a branch. This, today, is all that we can tell you: what we are not, what we do not want.
SNZ-B19022023
inspired by:
Don't Ask Us for the Word (EUGENIO MONTALE 1923)
Versions: #1#2
Don't ask us for the word to frame
our shapeless spirit on all sides,
and proclaim in letters of fire to shine
like a lone crocus in a dusty field.
Ah, the man who walks secure,
a friend to others and himself,
indifferent that high summer prints
his shadow on a peeling wall!
Don't ask us for the phrase that can open worlds,
just a few gnarled syllables, dry like a branch.
This, today, is all that we can tell you:
what we are not, what we do not want.
Don't Ask Us for the Word (EUGENIO MONTALE 1923)
Versions: #1#2
Don't ask us for the word to frame
our shapeless spirit on all sides,
and proclaim in letters of fire to shine
like a lone crocus in a dusty field.
Ah, the man who walks secure,
a friend to others and himself,
indifferent that high summer prints
his shadow on a peeling wall!
Don't ask us for the phrase that can open worlds,
just a few gnarled syllables, dry like a branch.
This, today, is all that we can tell you:
what we are not, what we do not want.
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