I think many people would say that 2016 has been a strange year. Perhaps some would even describe it as “less than satisfactory”.
For me personally, the year has had some appreciable highs, made more obvious by some fairly noticeable lows, and although I’ve done quite a lot, I haven’t managed to achieve as much as I would have liked.
I’m an optimist, though – or perhaps I would like blog readers to see me as as an optimist – so I’ll leave the lows to one side and focus on the main achievements. In no particular order:
As I’m taking stock, this seems a good point at which to include this brief verse:
Oxo comes first,
with Bovril second on the list;
Maggi makes three; then Knorr,
that’s four. Marmite, of course –
that can’t be missed.
Now, is there a sixth?
Looking back, though, I’m afraid I find I haven’t achieved as much as I would have liked.
There are two book manuscripts waiting to be reviewed (since they’re compilations of newspaper columns, there won’t be a lot of re-writing) and one waiting to be completed. There is another course ready to film, and several more waiting to be polished for filming. I didn’t submit half as many poems to magazines and competitions as I had intended, so the pile of homeless work has grown higher…
In particular, the end of the year has rushed towards me and the last month has been particularly lacking in progress on projects.
No matter: I read in the news this morning that we are having an extra second added to the year to keep the clocks and the earth in sync. Perhaps I can use it to get a few more things done before 2016 is all over.
That would be a good point at which to close the year, but instead let’s have some more poetry. Thinking about that leap second, I am reminded of the phrase “this point in time / between two times” which comes from this poem:
– this here, this now – is all
we have, this point in time
between two times: the past
has passed beyond our reach
and though we reach to grasp
the future, it recedes, and this
is all we have. My fingers skim
your skin, I trace your shape
and try to shape a memory.
Tonight is short, and now
is all we have.
Now, with a plan to do better in 2017, let’s finish the year on the blog with the 24-hour clock at Greenwich: