The sky is vacant,
not a bird or a cloud in sight,
just an inkling of a crescent moon –
and then the sun tips
into the dark slot of night
in a fanfare of light
before drawing dramatic
drapes of purple and red
and sending the majestic
sun to bed.
Kim M. Russell, 14th September 2018
My response to Poets United Midweek Motif: Sunset
Sumana reminds us that sunset is a short-lived period: it begins in the evening and also ends there, creating a moment of pause, a time for stress release. It wipes out the cares of the day and assures a restful, calm night. She would like us to capture these fleeting golden moments in a poem. I’ve reworked an old poem with a couple of haiku I wrote a few years ago.