Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Not Yet The End

Christ's own Mass come 'round at last,
This febrile year will disappear.
Still alive, lacking all drive,
I hope for more in Twenty-One-Four
But fear the worst from Janus first.
Heaven, hell, pray all fare well!
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2 comments:

  1. Alan KurtzDecember 29, 2013 at 10:24 PM

    Happy New Year, Ed.

    You know the drill:

    Do not go gentle into that good night
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light

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  2. IWitnessEdDecember 30, 2013 at 6:02 PM

    Sullen, a bit artful, I labor by stinging light--not for attention or cred, but for the griefs of the aged. And you have a keen '14.

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