“The Longest Day” — A Poem for the Summer Solstice by Ed Minch



Farm field at sunrise  –  Photo by Federico Respini, Courtesy of Unsplash

The Longest Day

It snuck up on me again
timidly allowing tomorrow to be shorter
slipping slowly at first then faster
til dark overtakes light
then comes to a halt letting light start to catch up
and as it stretches into next year
it sneaks up on me again

Ed Minch, Chestertown, 2019


Letters to Editor

  1. Peter Sweetser says

    It is a phenomenon that seems to make a greater impression as the years pass…. Thoughtful and appreciated, Ed


  2. Melinda Bookwalter says

    Thank you, Ed. It does the same for me. I swear my father used to delight in saying “Days are only going to get shorter from now . . .” while I was reveling in thoughts of a whole summer with no school.

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