I would like to wish all my followers and readers of Social Bridge a very happy, healthy and peaceful 2013. The poem that I would like to bring you today is one of my all time favourites and it always strikes me as being so relevant to New Year’s Day.
I must say, too, that I love the middle line, ‘bridges linking the past and the future,’ and hope that Social Bridge will continue to serve as a stopping point where we meet in the present and take time to build on the myriad of connections and threads of life that we share.
Begin again to the summoning birds
to the sight at the light at the window,
begin to the roar of morning traffic
all along Pembroke Road.
Every beginning is a promise
born in light and dying in dark
determination and exhaltation of springtime
flowering the way to work.
Begin to the pageant of queuing girls
the arrogant loneliness of swans in the canal
bridges linking the past and future
old friends passing through with us still.
Begin to the loneliness that cannot end
since it perhaps is what makes us begin,
begin to wonder at unknown faces
at crying birds in the sudden rain
at branches stark in the willing sunlight
at seagulls foraging for bread
at couples sharing a sunny secret
alone together while making good.
Though we live in a world that dreams of ending
that always seems about to give in
something that will not acknowledge conclusion
insists that we forever begin.
From: The Essential Brendan Kennelly: Selected Poems (2011) edited by Terence Brown and Michael Longley ( Bloodaxe Books)