Celebrating the new year

In the basement some red  curtains hang sideways
As walls that enclose us in a new time, a new space
Protecting us from flies, mosquitoes and infestations
A thousand ills of war and pestilence, a stench of rot.
The persona would be different now, cakes in mouth
Their icing all over their mustaches like snow-flakes.

Let us ring in the bells , the bells of a new crispness
Of sound in our silent mornings ,as clear as a brook.
But our new year  bursts in flames of crackling sounds
Rising as in  hills in layers of sound ,one on the other.
These are sounds of crackers at midnight, idle fancies
Of  new rich crowd, hanging out from bulging pockets.


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