Eugenio Montale Poems
- The Lemon Trees Hear me a moment. Laureate poets seem to ...
- The Storm Les princes n'ont point d'yeux pour voir ces ...
- The Dead The sea that breaks on the opposite shore throws up...
- Bring Me the Sunflower Bring me the sunflower so I can ...
- Glory of Expanded Noon Glory of expanded noon when the trees...
- To Spend the Afternoon To spend the afternoon, absorbed and ...
- Again and Again I Have Seen Li... Again and again I ...
Eugenio Montale (October 12, 1896 – September 12, 1981) was an Italian poet, prose writer, editor and translator, winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1975. more »
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''Man cannot produce a single work without the assistance of the slow, assiduous, corrosive worm of thought.''Eugenio Montale (1896-1981), Italian poet. Poet In Our Time (1972).
''Too many lives are needed to make just one.''Eugenio Montale (1896-1981), Italian poet. "Summer," Le Occasioni (1939). This last line was remembered by author Italo Calvino in a newspaper tri...
The Lemon Trees
Hear me a moment. Laureate poets
seem to wander among plants
no one knows: boxwood, acanthus,
where nothing is alive to touch.
I prefer small streets that falter
into grassy ditches where a boy,
searching in the sinking puddles,
might capture a struggling eel.
The little path that winds down
along the slope plunges through cane-tufts
and opens suddenly into the orchard
among the moss-green trunks
of the lemon trees.
Perhaps it is better
if the jubilee of small birds
dies down, swallowed in the sky,
yet more real to one who listens,