I am August, the deceptive one:
my sunrise still comes early
but shortens by seconds every day.
Sunset still seems late
but slips away sooner
with hardly anyone yet aware.
My hormones of heat and humidity
still addle people with lassitude
and desire for a plunge in the surf
to sooth their seething nerves.
But towards the end of my stay
the sun that rose so early in June
now rises from its bed late enough
that no one can miss the change
and darkness comes
before the world is ready.
Ann Lees, a retired research physician, has been part-time, year-round resident of Chilmark for more than 30 years.