Sun flower



When I first heard it, Girasole

Sunflower, the Italian word

I formed an instant picture

Girare to turn, sole in the sun.


How aptly named

The flower that turns heads

And in turn, turns itself

In the lazy heat of the day.


How could you not notice?

Field after field of them

In the shimmering hot summer

Of the Mediterranean deep south.


Then – years later, in Kew Gardens

A surprise field of ripened sunflowers

And hundreds of green parakeets

Noisily feasting on the seed heads.

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