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<\/a><\/p>\nCome with me
\ninto the field of sunflowers.
\nTheir faces are burnished disks,
\ntheir dry spines<\/p>\n
creak like ship masts,
\ntheir green leaves,
\nso heavy and many,
\nfill all day with the sticky<\/p>\n
sugars of the sun.
\nCome with me
\nto visit the sunflowers,
\nthey are shy<\/p>\n
but want to be friends;
\nthey have wonderful stories
\nof when they were young –
\nthe important weather,<\/p>\n
the wandering crows.
\nDon\u2019t be afraid
\nto ask them questions!
\nTheir bright faces,<\/p>\n
which follow the sun,
\nwill listen, and all
\nthose rows of seeds –
\neach one a new life!<\/p>\n
hope for a deeper acquaintance;
\neach of them, though it stands
\nin a crowd of many,
\nlike a separate universe,<\/p>\n
is lonely, the long work
\nof turning their lives
\ninto a celebration
\nis not easy. Come<\/p>\n
and let us talk with those modest faces, \u2014Mary Oliver<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" A Hello to July, with a poem by Mary Oliver. Come with me into the field of sunflowers. Their faces are burnished disks, their dry spines creak like ship masts, their green leaves, so heavy and many, fill all day with the sticky sugars of the sun. Come with me to visit the sunflowers, theyRead more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[14],"tags":[76,17,19,3],"class_list":["post-7084","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-sketchbook","tag-flowers","tag-penink","tag-poem","tag-watercolor"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7084","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=7084"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7084\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7132,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7084\/revisions\/7132"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=7084"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=7084"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=7084"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nthe simple garments of leaves,
\nthe coarse roots in the earth
\nso uprightly burning.
\n<\/em><\/p>\n