Tags

Welcome, poets! Frank Tassone here, your host for today’s Haibun Monday! As usual, we blend prose and haiku together to form that famous Japanese poetic form. And what a day to inspire our haibun! Yes, I’m talking about today, the first solstice of the year!
Which Solstice? Well, that depends on which side of the equator you live, doesn’t it?
A solstice is an event that occurs when the Sun appears to reach its most northerly or southerly excursion relative to the celestial equator on the celestial sphere. Two solstices occur annually, around June 21 and December 21. In many countries, the seasons of the year are determined by reference to the solstices and the equinoxes.
The term solstice can also be used in a broader sense, as the day when this occurs. The day of a solstice in either hemisphere has either the most sunlight of the year (summer solstice) or the least sunlight of the year (winter solstice) for any place other than the Equator. Alternative terms, with no ambiguity as to which hemisphere is the context, are “June solstice” and “December solstice“, referring to the months in which they take place every year.[3]
The word solstice is derived from the Latin sol (“sun”) and sistere (“to stand still”), because at the solstices, the Sun’s declination appears to “stand still”; that is, the seasonal movement of the Sun’s daily path (as seen from Earth) pauses at a northern or southern limit before reversing direction.
Today, we officially welcome either Summer or Winter. Either way, you can find some poetic inspiration:
Solstice
How again today our patron star
whose ancient vista is the long viewturns its wide brightness now and here:
Below, we loll outdoors, sing & make fire.We build no henge
but after our swim, lingerby the pond. Dapples flicker
pine trunks by the water.Buzz & hum & wing & song combine.
Light builds a monument to its passing.Frogs content themselves in bullish chirps,
hoopskirt blossomson thimbleberries fall, peeper toads
hop, lazy—Apex. The throaty world sings ripen.
Our grove slips past the sun’s long kiss.We dress.
We head home in other starlight.Our earthly time is sweetening from this.
Copyright © 2015 by Tess Taylor. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on June 19, 2015, by the Academy of American Poets.
* * *
William Sorlien
shortest day
or the longest night
life is choices§
the longest night
studying old photos
of winters past§
winter solstice
with it a reckoning
in falling snow§
solstice night
ice fishing alone
over deep watercourtesy of PoemShape
* * *
Summer Solstice (Haibun)
Deadheaded flowers
Courtesy of PoemHunter
tossed into the compost heap—
a new season starts
The excitement of the first day of summer is tempered with the thoughts that the days will be growing shorter, the garden is in a race to ripen before the first frost, and the woodshed still needs to be filled. The work waits while dandelion seeds float on the warm breeze.
The days pass slowly,
years are in a rush to end—
A life of seasons.
A light rain offers little distraction; it’s too wet to work in the garden, but not too wet to walk in the woods. Except for tranquility there is little here to gather; the fiddleheads have all unfurled, the chokecherries aren’t quite ripe, and it’s too warm for mushrooms. At the edge of the meadow the dog flushes a pheasant and turns to look at me— everything has a season.
Bracken waves me on
as if to say it’s too late—
Time for summer things
© C.D Sinex
Whether you are visiting the beach for the first day of summer, or building the first snowman of Winter, breathe in the Solstice air. Celebrate the day with an original haibun that alludes to the Solstice, whether Summer or Winter.
New to haibun? The form consists of one to a few paragraphs of prose—usually written in the present tense—that evoke an experience and are often non-fictional/autobiographical. They may be preceded or followed by one or more haiku—nature-based, using a seasonal image—that complement without directly repeating what the prose stated.
New to dVerse? Here is what you do:
- Write a haibun that alludes to the Solstice.
- Post it on your personal site/blog.
- Include a link back to dVerse in your post.
- Copy your link onto the Mr. Linky.
- Remember to click the small checkbox about data protection.
- Read and comment on some of your fellow poets’ work.
- Like and leave a comment below if you choose to do so.
Have fun!
Welcome, poets! The Pub is open!
Hello Frank and happy Midsummer’s Day to you! Thank you for the seasonal inspiration 🙂
Pleasure’s all mine Ingrid! Thanks for coming out!
Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #1 (6/21/21) I’m hosting #HaibunMonday over at #dVersePoetsPub today! We’re writing #haibun about the #Solstice! The pub is open! Come join us!
Pingback: Solstice. – Lucy's Works and Co
Hello… this is one of our most important holidays… midsummer, and I just want to remind you that we are live for the last time before the break on Thursday.
Thanks for the reminder about our next live session! I love the term midsummer! It flows so well with the traditional calendar (the lunar) that many haiku poets still use for their seasonal words.
Lovely prompt, Fraink. Happy Midsummer! The crown of the year.
Glad to see you made it, Sarah! Thanks! 🙂
happy midsummer all. hope you all have better weather than what i am having
We have plenty of chilled drinks for you, Rob! 😉
Cheers
Happy Solstice and Midsummer!
I’m glad that was the topic since that’s all I can think and write about right now. 😀
I didn’t know Haiku poets used the lunar calendar, interesting!
Happy you could join us, RedCat! Yes, traditional kigo–used by haiku poets–follow the lunar calendar. One of the seasonal word collections I use is organized according to it.
Thanks Frank! I’m in!
Glad you could make it!
Happy Solstice! Summer my favorite time of the year!
Happy you joined us!
Thanks for the prompt. I pretty much never write form poetry, so this was a first for me!
Welcome! Happy you could join us! 🙂
Pingback: Summer solstice evening – ….Bilocalalia….
Many thanks for hosting Frank, an a wonderful choice for the prompt, something engaging about the solstice.
Pingback: dVerse Poets – Haibun – The Bag Lady