Revelry
New Year’s revelry Fireworks, Loudspeakers, Sparkles Life bursting out In songs and whistles and bells This veneer of joy Exultation on a singular date But you may wonder What is it we really celebrate? One calendar Of so many there can be, What is it that starts That we sing out loud in glee (The earth as well Doesn’t come back to where it was, In this movement that is, Eternal, of galaxies and stars) The revelry perhaps Then is not of time or space, It is a whim to want To stop in our self-defined endless race Wearied that we are In the mundane fabric of our time Failure a constant In the equations of our crime Perhaps, somewhere we know There is nothing really to cheer, And we fool ourselves In bedraggled lives we cannot bear (Or, alternately, We recognise the spark of this wonderful world And when there is no need for tomorrow All of today’s joys get un...