Sun Stands Still

Sun Stands Still

when earth is most

inclined to the sun

& it sinks beneath

the brave horizon

on the longest day

of the year

I am a Reveler

in a warm knit-sweater

spread out on a blanket

w/ a thermos of green tea

Buffy Sainte Marie tapes

summer solstice ready

                a strawberry moon

it is worth looking up

it will not appear again

for a good many years

                under amber glow

I am grateful for being

                & pray for time

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This poem is a little late. I’d have shared it sooner but I was still fussing with it up until a few minutes ago. I was re-organizing a few clunky lines, I finally managed to make them work.

On Monday, we say the full June moon rise on the summer solstice. The Northern hemisphere hasn’t seen once since 1967, the Summer of Love. It was rare and worth observing. I hope you were able to ponder in wonder, even if just for a moment.

And, what’s this I hear about a potential Canada Post strike!? Holy haystacks! How will I card tag with Ru!? Send Alya books!? Postcross!? Amazon!?  Yes, I used Amazon as verb, sue me. This is not happy news to my still achy on occasion ears. Blerg.

One more sleep until Friday. I’m anxious to sleep in. I am tres tired this week.

In propinquity,

Nic