13.09.14 - 11:17 a.m.
soon we will pass before god, but first
we'll empty our pockets of plagues
and disappointment into the sea, cleaning
house before the maid arrives. for my own new
year i will summon my guides from their post
in front of the new york public library
where they sit, white and staid,
because this, my thirty fourth,
is the year of patience and fortitude.