Measuring the Solstice

I started with the solstice

but I had to measure it out.
Not with carbon hair, nor melting ice,
nor echoes from a siren’s mouth.
So I hung Noah’s pants at dawn
up on the cliffs facing south,
And set the sun only
once they had dried out.

Author: the.vonz.himanen

Ivan Himanen is an architect, writer, and artist based in New York City.

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