BEYOND THE SNOW BELT
Over the local stations, one by one,
Announcers list disasters like dark poems
That always happen in the skull of winter.
But once again the storm has passed us by:
Lovely and moderate, the snow lies down
While shouting children hurry back to play,
And scarved and smiling citizens once more
Sweep down their easy paths of pride and welcome.
– Mary Oliver, from New and Selected Poems
My wish for you in the New Year:
May there be lots of “smiling citizens” in your life. May the worst of the storms pass you by.