The year goes round

If I could gear my mind to the year’s round,

take season into season without a break,

instead of feeling my heart bound and rebound

because of the full moon or the first snowflake,

I should have gained something.

John Hewitt, 1907 – 1967 Northern Irish Poet, O Country People

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