New Year Poems

I could never get my Chanukah and/or Christmas cards out in time, so I started sending cards for the new year instead. Then I decided I liked it better—non-partisan, metaphorically rich. In 1980, I drew this picture, and used it as my card. The next year, I wrote a poem, illustrated it, and that became the card. Over the years, these yearly missives have become very precious to me, the emotional read-outs of my year in poetry and picture—the closest I’ll ever get to one of those xeroxed "what I did this year" letters.

New Year Poems

Pick A Poem:

Poem #40 - New Year Poem 2020-21


Life lurch-left,
Into hibernation.

How did I get here?
Cut off from the world.
Behind a mask, beneath a blanket,
Like a baby curled?

Loss, loneliness,
The year of hibernation,

How did we get here,
Each in our little lair,
Gone--all we thought was real,
No way to get back there?

Fright, forbearance,
The year of hibernation.

What we believed in was what we created,
Too many sacrificed, too many subjugated,
And now ...

Against all theory
And each and every bone.
Perpetually weary,
Day after day alone.

Twice removed
From the devastation.
The year of hibernation.

Hearing voices in my head
Ancestral mothers from beyond the dead
"Things are gonna get easier

December, 2020