Sunflowers
by
Meredith Drake
When I return
from the excess of summer,
they are still out there
on their crosses,
bowing their heads
and letting the birds
pluck out their eyes.
O Helianthus,
tell me again how willingly
the earth will hold my feet.
Lend me your restraint
as I learn to remain in place
and show my face to the sun.
Meredith Drake worked as a newspaper journalist and as a writer for various universities until she discovered she liked writing poetry and fiction better. She cares for her home and family in a village in western New York. Her favorite flower is currently the nasturtium.
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