Sunup to Noon Tonight

a constellation of
black-eyed susans
framed in the screen
of our porch door—
each dark eye dead center
in gold fringe petal collar
looks to have burst from its core
an instant before

each Sue is still
at stem-end
as if snapshot
until a nudge, a breeze,
ripples through mobs of  livid phlox
in colors (anger and lust)
and day lily sprays
salmon to lemon to white

are splinters of sun-blaze
dropped by sungod
into our cool green garden
as she hauls her blistering
load of heat and light
from sunup to noon

Jim Culleny; 8/2/09


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