Longest day haiku, redux

On the cusp of the Daylight Saving Time switch-over, here are some for the longest day of the year.

From June 21, 2011

Daylight, each day’s gift
To walk in the sun and feel
Its warmth on our skin

Daylight, each day’s chance
To go around again, flip
The next page of life

Daylight, each day’s spin
Revolutionary yet
Too subtle to feel

Daylight, each day’s breath
In and out, the dance of life
The rhythm of hearts

Daylight, each day’s lick
Of ice cream, sip of red wine
What pleasures beckon?

Daylight, each day’s tricks
Of solid, shadow and smoke
Memory’s missteps

Daylight, each day’s bits
Of grit, soil, salt and sweat

Daylight, each day’s gold
To be measured and burnished
Squeeze every last ounce

Daylight and with age
It dawns on us to cherish
Each wrinkle in time

Daylight, and today
A few extra ticks, just like
My last camping trip

Daylight, yes today
We get a few seconds more
— To be spent beaming

Food haiku, redux

Harvard has a new food plate, and it looks better than the USDA one that came out in June to replace the food pyramid. Here’s my take on that first one, from June 3.

Food pyramid? Dead!
Replaced by a carved-up plate
Appetizing? No!

Maybe that’s the point
So we’ll eat less, but I have
So many questions

Wine must count as fruit
And beer’s under grains? I know
That’s where doughnuts go

Carrot cake’s under
Vegetables, that’s obvious
With zucchini bread

That dairy circle
Is ice cream, right? Expanding
Waistlines want to know!

Hosni Mubarak’s
Gotta be bummed. First his job,
Now the pyramid

And does this mean all
Middle Eastern food is out?
Cancel the hummus!

What about tapas?
How many small plates will fit
In this danged big plate?

Too many questions!
I’ll keep the pyramid — with
A cherry on top