In one of his Sabbath Poems (“1982: Poem V”), Wendell Berry poignantly captures a new year’s fragility—as well as its fearfulness:
A child unborn, the coming year
Grows big within us, dangerous,
And yet we hunger as we fear
For its increase: the blunted bud
To free the leaf to have its day,
The unborn to be born. The ones
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