Daylight lingers after sunset; sky is raspberry lemonade and from above the birds still sing. Night will come, but in a few month from now dusk will merge with dawn. They say the twilight’s blue but to me it’s more like silver. But when you visit me in summer you’ll have to sleep in daylight and never see the stars.
blue as daylit sky
its eggs are still unhatched —
Victoria hosts at dVerse haibun Monday and inspires us to write about chijitsu meaning dusk and lingering day.
April 16, 2018