Band of Saints

sunflowers
.
in his garden
he apologized to his sunflowers
promising things would change

by all that’s right he swore
he’d end his war with earth
which brings them forth
on stalks thick as trunks of trees
upon which heads big and bright
(black holes in golden corollas)
turn from north, leaves spread as
psalms of singing hands
in rows of six foot stems (a wall
solid as the barnside east
its shadow pall upon baptisia) space
and soil, each umber face and corolla
together a mute coro de oro
true 
as a band of saints to which he
genuflects and greets
.

by Jim Culleny, 7/18/11

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