dayful

English

Etymology 1

From day +‎ -ful.

Noun

dayful (plural dayfuls or daysful)

1. The amount (of something) that fills or is produced in a day.
   • 1984, Lee Morical, Where's My Happy Ending?: Women and the Myth of Having It All:

     Pure half hours in which people can really rest or really talk are worth whole dayfuls of words tossed out and never caught.

   • 2001, Medbh McGuckian, Drawing ballerinas, page 16:

     Its aloneness corners on to mine, is quilted on, like land. It spreads open my warrened days by the dayful, all its seamless miles.

   • 2006, Mattie J.T. Stepanek, Jimmy Carter, Jennifer Smith Stepanek, Just Peace: A Message of Hope:

     I began asking my mom to write things down for me as I created poetry by the mouthful and the dayful.

   • 2011, Lynne Reid Banks, The Backward Shadow, page 70:

     I'd forgotten how naturally gregarious I am—living alone is pleasant in a way, but it's certainly much pleasanter at night by contrast with a dayful of people.

2. A tiring day.
   • 1926, Thomas H. Alvord, On the N.E.A. trip to the west coast, page 24:

     Most of us, however, figuring that we had already had a dayful and that another dayful was but a few hours off, hastened to the waiting special cars of the Pacific Electric company and were taken back to the Alexandria.

   • 1959, Loyd Rosenfield, Adam Had a Rib:

     But it was only one situation in a playful dayful where baby had to be entertained, not only for her own sake, but for the sake of the self-preservation of the family.

   • 2013, John Gallas, 52 Euros:

     forget the simple difficulties/ and the long daysful/ do not speak or dream/ hear the near gulls scream

Etymology 2

From day +‎ -ful.

Adjective

dayful (comparative more dayful, superlative most dayful)

1. (poetic) Pertaining to daytime and a day's activities.
   • 1954, Saltire Review of Arts, Letters and Life - Issues 1-9, page 15:

     They glitter the closemouths, psalmody the stones with suntastic steps of dayful ignition.

   • 2005, Jean-Michel Maulpoix, A Matter of Blue: Poems:

     Three summers like any other three summers aren't they long and dayful with traintrips to the sea edge and free legs?