Such a powerful incantation, to the leaving behind of old beliefs and intentions that seemed so true at the time, ready for what is new and right for her going forward.
She speaks to the promises she made to her sixteen and twentysix and thirtysix year old self, even thirtysix – what about even sixtysix or any age you are now, all the selves we once were? She is running toward the new year and i beg what i love and / i leave to forgive me. She knows that it will be hard to let go / of what i said to myself / about myself, those well meaning intentions or resolutions, that we rarely keep. Ah, the old promises we make to ourselves, to change, to do better, to be better.
Surely you can feel that sensation of wind in your hair like strong fingers like / all my old promises. I wish you could hear this spoken by my dear friend Laura with such heart that you could not fail to be stirred, but since you cannot, do read it aloud yourself to get the effect.Ĭlifton gives her words movement by choosing to say she is running, and the old years blow back / like a wind / that i catch in my hair. We are already into the second week of this new year, yet there is still room for another poem celebrating this fresh beginning.
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