Poetry Journal Jan. 1, 2024

 



 We wake and it is a new year, more than just a turn of calendar page or tick of the clock – each new year bringing its own litany of changes we can’t possibly predict or expect, and so, we hope for the best as we toss off the blankets, make our coffee, and act as if all will be as it once was, knowing it will all be different, only different in a way we may not be prepared to accept – not number of resolutions can halt the new revolution that makes time for us, or those that burn our world into turmoil We can only accept it will occur and deal with it the best we can.

 

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