It's rough reading haiku by the dim light of a too-late dawn. But the clocks have tumbled back at last, and we're ready to share the poetry penned by you, beloved readers, on the subject of daylight-saving time. Among the scores of temporal haiku poets this week: fifth-graders and bankers, teachers, librarians and even the Poet Laureate of Alameda — Mary Rudge.
Here are our favorites. Enjoy these, then go online to read scores more.
Twilight's amber glow
turns to amethyst at six;
or is it seven?
— Rhoda Olkin, Walnut Creek
Too dark, my body
will not wake at six a.m.
The cats, no problem.
— Linda Norwood, Walnut Creek
The twice yearly dance
we spring forward and fall back
the Time Change Cha Cha
— Linda Zittel, El Cerrito
Slouching toward breakfast,
still longing the lost hour's sleep,
a little set back.
— Mary Rudge, Alameda
Spring forward begins
My circadian demise
Fall back sets it right
— Geoff Sargent, San Lorenzo
To school we go late
Late again we return
Oh Yeah! School's over!
— Meenakshi Pandiarajan, fifth-grader,
San Ramon