Categories poetry Measuring the Solstice Post author By the.vonz.himanen Post date June 22, 2015 No Comments on 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. By the.vonz.himanen Ivan Himanen is an architect, writer, and artist based in New York City. View Archive → ← Opposite Dilution → “Intern Architects” and the trouble with titles Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website