Into A New Year

i am running into a new year
and the old years blow back
like a wind
that i catch in my hair
like strong fingers like
all my old promises and
it will be hard to let go
of what i said to myself
about myself
when i was sixteen and
twentysix and thirtysix
even thirtysix but
i am running into a new year
and i beg what i love and
i leave to forgive me

—Lucille Clifton, Good Woman: Poems and A Memoir 1969-1980

How are you doing? What have you eaten? What’s on your mind?

Happy to be back with you.

2 thoughts on “Into A New Year

  • Reply Susan Krzywicki January 5, 2021 at 11:11 am

    This last bit:

    i am running into a new year
    and i beg what i love and
    i leave to forgive me

    can be thought about in such a variety of ways and I have only been looking at this poem for a few moments.

    Striking.

    • Reply latonya January 5, 2021 at 11:22 am

      Hi Susan,

      Certainly! I read it almost every year around this time, and it still feels layered and up to however I need to interpret it during that time.

      Happy New Year! Thank you for being here.

      x

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