The year’s doors open
like those of language,
toward the unknown.
Last night you told me:
we shall have to think up signs,
sketch a landscape, fabricate a plan
on the double page
of day and paper.
Tomorrow, we shall have to invent,
the reality of this world.
from ‘January First’ by Octavio Paz, translated by Elizabeth Bishop with the author
Sketch a landscape, fabricate a plan. Here’s a blank page for the filling. Let’s go toward the unknown.
Happy New Year! x