Blake’s Sunflower
1
Why did Blake say
‘Sunflower weary of time’?
Every time I see them
They seem to say
Now! with a crash
Of cymbals!
Very pleased
And positive
And absolutely delighting
In their own round brightness.
2
Sorry, Blake!
Now I see what you mean.
Storms and frost have battered
Their bright delight
And though they are still upright
Nothing could say dejection
More than their weary
Disillusioned
Hanging heads.
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