New Year

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New Year

How transparent you’ve become:
even the leaves blow through

your pockets, and penitents
line up, awaiting the latest word.

Those who have, fear the most.
Each day collapses under its own

weight, rising again into the new.
Surgery brooks no illusions;

this house, too, will fail.
Owning little, I pour tea and wait.

bench

“New Year” first appeared here on January 1, 2017.

22 thoughts on “New Year”

  6. If you are pouring a cup of tea, I’ll have a lemon and ginger one thanks Robert, Happy New Year, and may 2018 be kind to you, Cheers, as I toast a glass of port to you !!… (Clink, clink)

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