On The Last Day of September 2014

On the last day of September,
I contemplate the swift passage of the year.

I ask myself
what have I accomplished in the nine months
since New Year's Day 2014.

In nine months
a woman gives birth to a child
and I have given birth
to many poetic children
in the last nine months.

On the last day of September,
I ask myself:
Did I let go of the past?

Yes and no;
today I gave away a blouse
that I could not wear,
but had kept because
my mother made it.

I gave it away
when I realized that
Mom made the blouse
for someone to wear...
now someone will wear the blouse.