Sunflower
Poor sunflower, your
neck so stretched and
drooping to your feet
. . .
can't see the mossies
can't see your own
glory reflected around
. . .
sentenced to death
dropping seed in plastic
bags, it's all over
. . .
like the hanged man
Pretoria Central
Wednesday dawn.
. . .
Stephen Grey from It's About Time Cape Town: David Philip, 1974.









