It’s the birthday of cartoonist B. Kliban
born in Connecticut (1935).
He once drew a cartoon in which a man is walking along the street with a walking stick and a cravat and shades, accompanied by two beautiful women,
while a policeman kicks people out of the way,
shouting, “Out of the way, you swine.
A cartoonist is coming!”
Poetry Almanac Jan 1,2021
New Year’s
by Dana Gioia
Let other mornings honor the miraculous.
Eternity has festivals enough.
This is the feast of our mortality,
The most mundane and human holiday.
On other days we misinterpret time,
Pretending that we live the present moment.
But can this blur, this smudgy in-between,
This tiny fissure where the future drips
Into the past, this flyspeck we call now
Be our true habitat? The present is
The leaky palm of water that we skim
From the swift, silent river slipping by.
The new year always brings us what we want
Simply by bringing us along—to see
A calendar with every day uncrossed,
A field of snow without a single footprint.
Dana Gioia, “New Year’s” from Interrogations at Noon, Graywolf Press. © Dana Gioia.