Bring me the sunset in a cup,
Reckon the morning’s flagons up
And say how many Dew,
Tell me how far the morning leaps —
Tell me what time the weaver sleeps
Who spun the breadth of blue!

Portami il tramonto in una tazza…
conta le anfore del mattino
le gocce di rugiada.
Dimmi fin dove arriva il mattino…
quando dorme colui che tesse
d’azzurro gli spazi.

E.Dickinson

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