• solstice

    by  • June 21, 2007 • Uncategorized • 14 Comments

    Summer arrives in a few minutes
    announced only by the estival breezes
    and the clacking of the wooden
    blinds in our room. The sun filled
    the room with light just after five
    this morning and won’t retreat
    until nearly ten.

    This is the longest day.

    Somewhere around ten I watched
    the taillights of the Wranger
    disappear around the corner
    as you left for a week of work
    in another town. We will sleep
    under the same moon, but
    not in the same bed.

    This is the longest day.

    I picked lettuce for lunch
    from the garden and I can’t let
    this beautiful afternoon pass
    without a walk on the beach.
    These are things we do
    together, you and I. Today
    I will go alone.

    The Mayans were so connected
    to the seasons and the sun
    that they knew exactly when
    the first light would break into
    their temple at Solstice
    and they gathered to pray
    and to feast.

    I am connected to you
    across the miles and meadows,
    in the wind and wishes that
    swirl around me; we’re connected
    and so you feel as far away
    as the shortest night is from
    this summer afternoon.

    This is the longest day.



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    14 Responses to solstice

    1. June 21, 2007 at 7:13 pm

      very nice ~ you should think about participating in poetrythursday.org

    2. June 21, 2007 at 8:10 pm


    3. June 21, 2007 at 8:49 pm


      Thanks for the prompt. I haven’t posted there in awhile. I did today.


    4. June 21, 2007 at 10:01 pm

      Quite lovely.

    5. June 21, 2007 at 10:20 pm

      Another gem. Although the light at home here is beginning at 3am and not fading until 1am, the lettuce is ready for lunch. Thank-you for sharing your words.

    6. June 21, 2007 at 11:17 pm

      Beautiful! Thank you, Milton!


    7. June 22, 2007 at 2:50 am

      I like the way it connects with the very mundane things in life.

      Welcome to PT.

    8. June 22, 2007 at 7:21 am

      A fine poem of love Milton — I relate… I still deeply love my Kathy!

    9. June 22, 2007 at 7:42 am

      I like the repitition of ‘this is the longest day’ and the sense of connection.

    10. June 22, 2007 at 11:45 am

      I came home from a two week family vacation early this month. My beloved and our daughter stayed with her sister for a couple of days due to a family crisis while I drove home from the airport to begin settling us back into our lives. Those were long days, too. Beautiful poetry, Milton.

    11. June 22, 2007 at 1:49 pm

      Thank you for this beautiful and moving poem, Milton!

    12. June 22, 2007 at 4:29 pm

      Simply a beautiful poem. Thanks

    13. June 22, 2007 at 9:18 pm

      *Wouldn’t it be cool if you could stop at any house at suppertime and there would be a place set for you?* I loved that you wrote that Milton. I know you would have the best meal made.

    14. June 23, 2007 at 12:04 am

      I really liked the repitition and the idea of the solstice, I also can very much relate to this poem. It’s so sweet. Keep Writing!

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