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The video introduces Eugenio Montale's poem "I limoni," part of his 1921-1922 collection "Ossi di seppia." This poem serves as a programmatic declaration of Montale's poetic philosophy, rejecting the elaborate style of 'laureate poets' in favor of concrete, everyday subjects. The poem features free verse but incorporates traditional meters, rhymes, and assonances, starting with an 'Ascoltami' (Listen to me) that echoes D'Annunzio.
Montale addresses the reader, contrasting himself with "poeti laureati" (laureate poets) who engage with obscure botanical names. These laureated poets, recognized and praised by society (like Carducci and D'Annunzio), represent an artificial, overly ornate style. Montale, however, prefers the simplicity of country roads and common experiences, using the capture of eels by boys as an example of the everyday life he champions. The lemon tree becomes a metaphor for this simple, authentic poetry, rooted in his childhood summers in Monterosso.
Montale seeks silence and tranquility to embrace the everyday. The absence of noisy birds allows him to listen to the rustling of lemon tree branches, waiting for an epiphany from small, concrete things. The scent of lemons triggers a revelation, offering a 'part of richness' that brings back memories, similar to Proust's madeleine but through scent.
In these silent moments, Montale feels close to uncovering life's ultimate secret. He describes a 'mistake of nature,' a 'dead point of the world,' or 'a loosened ring,' all metaphors for an elusive truth. His gaze and mind seek to unravel this complex reality amidst the pervasive scent, leading to a spiritual experience where shadows appear as 'disturbed divinity'—a classical but ironic image of nature inhabited by divine presences, akin to D'Annunzio, but with a sense of unease or imperfection.
The illusion of a profound revelation fades as Montale is pulled back to the noisy city. The bright 'azure' of the sky is only visible in small fragments between tall buildings, and the bitterness of winter sets in, mirroring the soul's impoverishment. However, a glimpse of yellow lemons through a half-closed gate can momentarily rekindle the past experience, bringing a brief burst of joy and vitality. The 'golden trumpets' of the lemons symbolize a synesthetic experience of sight and sound, offering a positive, albeit temporary, respite from pessimism.