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!
The Question and Answer section for The Poems of William Blake is a great resource to ask questions, find answers, and discuss the novel.
The poem is an objective perception of the ethnic conflict that erupted in Sri Lanka in 1983. The poem opens with how media report about the outbreak of ethnic violence in the country. The general civilian life gets disturbed and the tourist...
I think the speaker is referring to the stars.
I'm not sure that "normal" is the right word. A young man has killed his brother. We are not told why; the poet has focused his interest on the state of mind of the young man.
