Week 513 // Sunflowers in New York

by Mount Everest

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On my street there is a garden that grows tall sunflowers each summer. I don't think I've seen them growing elsewhere in Brooklyn, although it's likely I just haven't been very observant over the years. They grow and grow throughout the summer, as sunflowers do. They are like skyscrapers over the bushes and flowers and pedestrians below. When summer nears its end, as it is doing just about now, their heads droop solemnly, as if they understand their time is nearly up. Eventually some gardener comes along and clips their heads clean off. It's a stark moment to announce the end of a season. But just then, the air turns a bit cooler and something new and wonderful begins. Autumn is my favorite. I always announce it prematurely with a song, but today I felt it. It's on its way.

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Down the block
In a garden
Growing tall as the sky
See sunflowers in New York
They are bowing
Losing their heads
As summer ends

And it's fine
The dark arriving
Sooner every night
Like a friend
A shadow moving
Closer all the time
Once again

Down the block
All the voices
Sing in the night
Like church choirs
After dark
There are angels
Wherever you are
Once autumn starts

And it's fine
The dark arriving
Sooner every night
Like a friend
A shadow moving
Closer all the time
Once again