Poem: Fifteen Hours and Fifty Nine Minutes in Seattle Sun

Fifteen hours and fifty nine minutes of daylight.

For someone who thrives on the night, the summer solstice is the worst day of the year. It’s the long look at the shadows under For someone who thrives on the night, the summer solstice is the worst day of the year. It’s the long look at the shadows under the eyes and five day old beard. It’s the knowing that most people don’t live with curtains pulled cursing at the sliver of light that points an accusatory finger across the floor. The sun won’t even begin to set until 21:10 “tonight.” Well after happy hour. And there’s going to be few happy hours tonight. The one bright side is it marks the descent into darkness, a more accommodating habitat. 

Emily said the sky is still blue
To come see the sunset
Over the western skyline
To which I replied internally
It’s pointless to watch 
The transition of day to night
A constant game of cat and mouse
Marking the hours wasted
With work and with socializing and
Meaninglessness that I find
During waking hours passing
Time until sleep when I can be
Alone and thoughtless and
Hopeful in dreams where meaning
Is an obtainable concept that I hold
Until the alarm wakes the sleeper
To a confrontation between those
Who would love him and his battle
With his own sense of self love
On the longest day of the year
The sun hasn’t set yet just maybe
There’s time to find illumination 

I always feel a little unstable on haibuns, but due to FOMO on a dVerse prompt, I’m offering up my attempt at one for Frank’s haibun prompt on the Solstice at dVerse.

Update, upon further review, I should have done a haiku, so here’s a bonus poem:

the skies are still blue
long shadows for a long day
chance for optimism

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17 thoughts on “Poem: Fifteen Hours and Fifty Nine Minutes in Seattle Sun

  1. This was a creative response to the theme. I think the sun is messing with my sleep pattern, and I got very sleepy this afternoon, so perhaps I can relate. We don’t, however, have sunlight quite as late in the evening as you do, it seems. I enjoyed your optimistic haiku at the end.

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  2. I really love this! I’m one of those you describe who prefers their curtains closed and then accuses the sun of ruining my sleep lol. I’m much more appreciative of the night for its wonders and ease on the eyes, along with sleep of course.

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  3. Nice to have an alternative viewpoint from someone who doesn’t like short nights. I do find it hard to sleep but I love the sunlight so much, I don’t really miss the sleep!

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  4. The shadows under the eyes and living with the curtain pulled–brutal side effects of the summer solstice,. I enjoyed your unique take of this longest day as the pinnacle of suffering for all those creative creatures thriving at night. Well done.

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