Poetry By
Jennifer Wong
Published on: 4/8/2010
Daylight Saving
Today we put our clocks back an hour for winter while the sun continues its journey southward-facing. You may stay the night longer than usual, less time for your legitimate home, where you keep a clean wardrobe of smart suits and half-hearted promises. It's hard to say goodbye to old summer time. We all want our own, best-kept backyard gardens sweet with basil, bleeding hearts and foxgloves. Where has the lost hour gone, has it made its way to Antarctica - a round-the-clock summer - or to an unremarkable woman? They say going back an hour is good for the heart, but gives too much carbon. All through the night, the shiny face of your one and only home-going watch laughs at my ignorance.
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