Summer, a season of long days and short nights. I hear early dawn…heralded by birdsong before light seeps through the curtains…then I go back to sleep. I rejoice when evenings are long but how do I truly know the shortness of night? On summer solstice afternoon I see the white quarter moon relaxing in blue…borrowing time from the day perhaps? I whimsically wonder. I read haiku about summer bonfires and night parties on the beach and then I remember…sleeping bags under the stars.
in the open air
sleep-out on a summer night
dawn waits close by
Carpe Diem #1458—short night. This episode of Carpe Diem Haiku Kai includes a nice collection of ‘short night’ haiku written by Buson, Chèvrefeuille, Issa, and Bashō.