Dangerous Rhythms: Poem

 

Dangerous Rhythms: Poem

Astronomical summer

In the Northern Hemisphere

Gifts us with the longest daylight

Of the best season of the year

And dangerous rhythms in my ear.

I cannot get enough of the wild air.

My soul is blooming in the sunshine

Of the wet, briny air.

No fair to bear

As midsummer is very clear –

Today we celebrate daylights

And dangerous rhythms

As the Sun reaches

The highest, longer path

Across the sky of the equator’s edge,

From pagan ceremonies at Stonehenge

To midsummer dances at the Baltic Sea.

At the Scandinavia, we honor the Sun

And celebrate celestial nature’s fun

At Earth’s graceful adventure.

We try the dangerous rhythm

Of solstice summer mature

At the Earth’s axal tilt

That lean towards the Sun.

The dangerous rhythm

Makes the Arctic Daylight last

The entire twenty-four hours

Intact.

Tomshinsky@2025