Poetry cannot match the real world now
Truth, and what comes after, grabs us all
Every hour, every minute, somehow
It’s news that brings us joy, or casts a pall
Think about it for a moment (or an hour)
Virals! Live blogs! Tweets and running updates!
We tap and click (our heels) to their power
And let the maddened newsfeed rule our fates
2017. It’s time for a break
To look away from news, real or fake
To let the poets weave images and song
To know that unlike headlines, life is long
It’s not the time for breaking (news) or worse
And so we give you New Year’s Day – in verse
