Another Happy New Year - Basha/Barbara Hirschfeld

[Larry Robinson]

Another Happy New Year

The party's done, the plastic cups used up -
the ones we never know whether to wash or throw away -
thus 
ambivalence follows us 
into the new year
starting with the cups.  

The food 
my mother's crab mousse 
so fifties in flavor
even the punch 
a throwback to simpler days
when three kinds of sweet liquids 
mixed together 
did not make us quake 
with fear of the consequences.

big resolutions
mostly the same 
again and again

yet each year 
I grow calmer
finding a still point 
amidst the tumult 
holding on 
to the quicksilver 
river of my dreams.
.
There is that cleansed feeling -
the counters bare of the detritus of the year
extraneous magazines never read now ready 
to be trash 
which we euphemistically call 
recycle  -  as if we weren’t wasting 
so much paper.

As for resolutions - make ones that are doable.
The pen falls and the mind falters.
More than resolutions 
how about reflecting  – 
have I become more me? that is all I ask.

And I respond to welcome the new year 
with this poem.

	- Basha/Barbara Hirschfeld					


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