I learn about my
biases, try to include
I learn about my
biases, try to include
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The greening of old/
oak trees is a sign not just/
of Spring, but of hope.
Writing a haiku/
on Kobayashi Maru/
is hard. Done. I won.
The empty, aching
yearns have returned. I’ve learned. I’m
past treading old paths.
My daughter posted a New Year’s Instagram reel of photos, with Death Cab for Cutie’s song “The New Year” as the background. Watching the 2022 retrospective filled me with melancholy, especially with the lyric: “This is the New Year. I don’t feel any different.”
I’m going into a “Three Year” numerically, a year when I will be happiest and most fulfilled when I’m creatively doing things. With that in mind, my melancholy turned into resolve, and I wrote this haiku:
This is the New Year:
A time i can choose to act,
be, and feel diff’rent.
Don’t invite me, and
don’t wait for me, chances are
we’ll both be alone.
When you’re defined by /
the worst deeds you ever did,/
change your tomorrows.