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 letters "what I did this year . . ."

New Year Poems

Pick A Poem:

Poem #36 - New Year Poem - 2016-17




Gotta Remember That
#GottaRememberThat


This time last year I couldn't move
This time next year I might be gone
Gotta remember that
Gotta remember that
There ain't nothin' I got to prove
Nothin' I can count upon
Gotta remember that
Gotta remember that

Amid the laughing, the weeping
The withering, the blooming
The birthing and dying
Disposing, consuming.
Everybody dreaming
That things'll get easier
They gotta get easier, right?

Nothing to fear but fear itself.
Nothing to love but love itself.
Nothing certain
But uncertainty.
What you see is what you see:
Elation, illusion.
Where I'll be is where I'll be:
Desperation, confusion

Bloodlines, bloodbaths,
Bloodroot bustin' out all over.
I hope it's not
All over.

So many in the barrel
So many in the bush
So many reasons
To keep on pushin'

Everything goes on--
Sun and moon, night to noon.
Everything goes on--
Seasons, reasons.
Everything goes on--
Engaging, aging.
Everything goes on
Until it doesn't.

This time last year we couldn't move
This time next year we might be gone
Gotta remember that
Gotta remember that
There ain't nothin' we got to prove
Nothin' we can count upon
Gotta remember that
Gotta remember that
Gotta remember that
Gotta remember that.



December, 2016