Poetry from the 3:15 Experiment: it’s summer inside (+ this year’s poems are up!)
August 12, 2009 3:15am
for Ginga Paul in AUS where it’s winter
It’s summer inside
and when you wake up in the
middle of the night
and when you get up in the
middle of the night
it is easy to be naked
to roam the house
to lie in bed & write
It’s summer outside
and when you look out the window
in the middle of the night
orange lit fog fills the barranca
the power lines crackle & pop
vague outlines float
it looks spooky like Halloween
like it should feel like fall
but we have 6 more weeks of summer.
even if we don’t see
a blue sky during the day
or glittering stars at night
the days are warm enough
for us to walk naked
& that’s all that really matters
that & not having to be anywhere
like school or work
in the morning
It’s definitely no longer summer inside or out here in southern California (camping over the weekend nearby at Rose Valley was way below freezing by bedtime!), but for GingaTao Paul in Brisbane AUS, it is not only springtime but also his birthday is coming up in a few days! So go visit his awesome poetic and eclectic blog and wish him a Happy Birthday.
Paul, I wrote this for you last August when you complained it was too cold and wintery for you to participate in the 3:15 Experiment. Of course, I thought that was no excuse but it got me thinking! It is much nicer to get up at 3:15am in summer than in winter. Most of the poets who participate in the 3:15 experiment live in the northern hemisphere.
By the way, this year’s batch of 3:15 experiment poems are starting to get posted on the site so go check it out! (No, mine aren’t up there yet but will be soon I hope! I am almost done transcribing them! I’ve been doing the experiment since 2001 however I’m better at getting up at 315am to write than I am getting them posted on the site!)
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Thanks, AP. That is a very cool poem which makes me blush. I am trying not to get naked in public these days. Thankyou!
It’s certainly easier to get up in the night when it’s hot and it’s getting hot now (it will be 32 degrees today) even though it’s Spring. Feels like summer inside and out – I like your crackling and popping power lines.
it’s a very cool poem indeed :)
and i like the repetition : “and when you wake up…”
Really love the verse about the power lines, especially:
‘it looks spooky like Halloween
like it should feel like fall
but we have 6 more weeks of summer’
I love nights like that.
yay!
we’re sooooo past walking around naked here in Vancouver.
i just learned a new word: barranca.
thanks, AP
Glad ya’ll liked the poem, esp you Paul.
It’s getting more and more cool around here too…socks and jackets, hats too soon.
Danika, have you thought that maybe we should do a 315 exp in our winter so those in colder climes during our summer could participate more comfortably?
I like the poetical musings.
We just had a cold snap for two days…12°C or 54ish°F. The parrots were flummoxed.
Thankfully it is warmer now. Easier to be naked when it is warm.
Tschuess,
Chris
It is just onset of winter here!
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