A Poem At The New Year…

10cc1-life-hiddenfigures-real-2016-2017Off to see a pre-release screening of the movie “Hidden Figures” in about two hours, with all the college kids here.

But as is my usual way, I’ve been reading poetry, on new year’s day. . . and this one called to me (with only the slightest of edits) — so here it is, in full:

New Year’s Day

Kim Addonizio

The rain this morning falls

on the last of the snow

and will wash it away. I can smell

the grass again, and the torn leaves

being eased down into the mud.

The few loves I’ve been allowed

to keep are still sleeping

[to teh south of me]. Here in [Chicago]

I walk across the fields with only

a few young cows for company.

Big-boned and shy,

they are like girls I remember

from junior high, who never

spoke, who kept their heads

glowered and their arms crossed against

their new breasts. Those girls

are nearly forty now. Like me,

they must sometimes stand

at a window late at night, looking out

on a silent backyard, at one

rusting lawn chair and the sheer walls

of other people’s houses.

They must lie down some afternoons

and cry hard for whoever used

to make them happiest,

and wonder how their lives

have carried them

this far without ever once

explaining anything. I don’t know

why I’m walking out here

with my coat darkening

and my boots sinking in, coming up

with a mild sucking sound

I like to hear. I don’t care

where those girls are now.

Whatever they’ve made of it

they can have. Today I want

to resolve nothing.

I only want to walk

a little longer in the cold

blessing of the rain,

and lift my face to it.

Onward then — as 2017 will be better than this, for certain. I will make it so.

नमस्ते

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