Posts tagged ‘new year’s eve’

Sunday, 31 December 2017

New Year’s Eve by Jessica Wraight

for T & B

The year was ending where the lakes meet the sea.
Small preparations in the weatherboard; fish and lemon
with someone else’s Australian pop collection
as chalk-white boats headed out
through the sunroom louvers.

Adorned peninsula. Chained gates and laurel hedges.
Climbing down to the fishing village, last drinks
and last light disappeared from the lawn
of the waterfront hotel. The seasonal town
had slipped from its mooring posts.

Such unperturbed companions, surveying
empty yards along the street. Claiming
the moonlit lime of the bowling green
to watch stars from plastic blades.

The long night loitered at shop windows
then reached back into the inlet.
It wound the boardwalk,
a slow reverie along black water
to the vacant resort pool; uninvited
and treading beneath its chlorine skin.

As midnight fireworks hammered
wry shapes into the bush land,
we made our assembly to the spectacle
for the crowd over the hill.

From: http://cordite.org.au/poetry/land/new-years-eve/

Date: 2017

By: Jessica Wraight (19??- )

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Wednesday, 1 January 2014

New Year’s Eve by Lucien Stryk

Seeking no oracles
on mountain tops,
the vagrant shambles
through rough-tumble

of the revelers.
Dodger of gutters, he
plies an art absurd
and desolate. His

quirky lamentation
divides me from myself,
chills the mind to
brittle-heel me by.

Yet dickering with
conscience, trapped
in his shifty eyes, I
hold out my last coin,

snatched with a grimace
of an augur. Sends
me reeling from the
black hole of a year.

From: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/browse/181/2#!/20605964

Date: 2002

By: Lucien Stryk (1924-2013)