A Sunday in August

A Sunday in August

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Steven Searcy’s poem from IEEE Spectrum’s July 2025 magazine

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Steven Searcy is the author of a poetry collection, Below the Brightness, and works as an engineer in fiber-optic communications.

Iced tea with lemon slice, ice cubes, red umbrella, and watercolor wave background.

Nicole Millman; Original art: Daria Ustiugova

We’re not in a hurry—

a radiant flurry

of photons is pelting

our retinas, melting

the ice in our glasses.

The afternoon passes

with nothing but resting.

The sunlight’s suggesting

a nap—as we’re dozing,

the heat is proposing

a dip. We go swimming—

our bodies are brimming

with goodness. But after

an hour of laughter

we hear a deep rumble—

we hop out and stumble

to dry off and load up.

A sudden storm showed up.

It’s kind of a bummer—

it happens each summer.

Steven Searcy

Steven Searcy is the author of a poetry collection, Below the Brightness, and works as an engineer in fiber-optic communications.

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