Friday, 31 December 2010

I drop the dying year behind me....

Guess what? I found a Carol Ann Duffy poem for New Year's Eve.
New Year
I drop the dying year behind me like a shawl
and let it fall. The urgent fireworks fling themselves
against the night, flowers of desire, love's fervency.

Carol Ann Duffy


Wishing you all a Very Happy New Year


  1. I love that poem - if only I could drop the aching head behind me like a shawl!

  2. oh so true... Hope you've had good Festive times.


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