“When sunflowers fail
They do not fail
In the manner of wheat and corn;
For fields of grain wither to brown
And sunflower fields blacken instead.
The great green leaves fall away;
Each plant becomes a stick.
The yellow eyes that once
So proudly followed the sun
They bow their heads in ebony.
Row upon row the sunflowers stand
Like candy canes awaiting Halloween”
From Evening Verse