New Year’s Eve. A time for introspection, anticipation and good resolutions. Like breaking open a fortune cookie, who knows what the new year will bring?
To usher in the new year, here are a few photos of Sydney harbour, to be lit up by fireworks tonight. And a few lines from season-appropriate poems – I hope you like the haiku at the end.
For those quiet moments in a crazy-festive season, Old and New Year Ditties, Christina Rossetti
Watch with me, men, women, and children dear,
You whom I love, for whom I hope and fear,
Watch with me this last vigil of the year.
Some hug their business, some their pleasure-scheme;
Some seize the vacant hour to sleep or dream;
Heart locked in heart some kneel and watch apart.
For the midnight fireworks, these famous lines from In Memoriam, Lord Alfred Tennyson:
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Given the season here, also this from Emily Dickinson:
To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie —
True Poems flee —
And come New Year’s Day, this haiku from Kobayashi Issa may be quite apt:
New Year’s Day —
everything is in blossom!
I feel about average.
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