Going to Seed with Dan Brisebois

I am the Cosmos that wouldn’t bloom in July when the early flowers were heavy in the field.

I am the Cosmos that wouldn’t bloom in August, when all the other Cosmos thought it was time.

I am the Cosmos that wouldn’t bloom in September when everyone worries about early frosts that can cut short the most beautiful gardens

I am the Cosmos that waited until early October to open a tentative bud, to peek out with a few curious pink petals, to consider meeting this world

I am the Cosmos that stands tallest in a garden on the edge of November, of dead plants gone to seed, of fading green and of lingering calendula; here are my blooms

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I am the seed saver who will not have any seeds to save from these blooms so late in the season

I am the seed saver in awe of this stubborn plant that just didn’t feel like it, until it did

I am the seed saver, grateful for a last wave of colour to emerge before it all goes to sleep