poem

I spent the hours leading up to midnight writing poems in requiem for 2007 and in celebration of 2008. I liked one of them.

New Year

i. reflections
ambivalence
says the farmer to the crow
reminiscence
the senior to the freshmen
renascence
the steel worker to the night

ii. resolutions
my camera can't catch
the snowflakes falling faintly
and faintly falling
but they're so pretty, let's stop
to consider a moment.

iii. countdown
the day has ended
the sun's down
a haze of cloud and snow and greyed light
the earth
dreaming
of bears and moles abed
of the sound of itself
rolling
snow off a tree
and the unconscious sky