january

(a literary homage to ‘december’ by zoe boekbinder)

in january
so young i was
not a year ago
dark nights because

you were so far
in deserts cold
while in sun-strewn rooms
i felt so old

february then
brought you back
hearts flew high
as they shed their black

march my life
was hard and torn
as nights grew cold
you kept me warm

april escapes
to keep us sane
as long as it was you
i’d take any train

may was mere autumn
and life went on
nothing to report
was going wrong

june and birthdays
winter and hope
working my way down
my healthful slope

july the coldest
or was the next?
a sleety rainy blur
my mind protects

august descending
to knife’s allure
they brandished their forms
i said i’m sure

september is groggy
and vague in head
scars and holes or
morphine instead

october was still perfect
i thought it true
so many times i said
i love you

november it all came
so undone
life is so over when
you lose ‘the one’

now december
damp with sweat
cracked window
cannot save me yet

i feel so old
and still so young
i cannot see
how far i’ve come

(‘December’ is a beautiful, sad song. I once spent a tearful early morning waking around near-abandoned LES Manhattan singing it to myself after my heart was broken (albeit much less seriously) by someone else, pausing to consider going to church electively for the first time in my life, so lost I felt. Highly recommend listening to it – both the version from the Vermillions Lies ‘Sibling Rivalry EPs’ and from Zoe’s ‘Artichoke Perfume’.

I thought this year-oriented style would also be a good one to conclude the 365 pieces project – and before midnight, just like I promised! This is certainly not an end to creative writing being posted on this blog – but I am planning to concentrate more on longer format stuff for a while at least. But tomorrow I will post something, rest assured. Thank you to everyone who has continually kept an interest in this blog – readership – or at least ‘likes’ – has waned a little since a surge midyear, but ultimately, this project was for my purposes, to test whether or not I could carry out this seemingly huge task. And despite a fair few less-than-stellar offerings – and a few slapdash haiku here and there – it has been done. My goodness.)

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