Welcome back to the Daily Poem, presented by Bibliophiles.

I'm David Kern, and today is Thursday, February 10th, 2022.

Today's poem is by Wiston Hugh Aoudan.

Of course, he's known as W.H. Audeau.

He was a British and American poet.

He had citizenship in both countries, eventually, and he lived from February and American poet. He had citizenship in both countries eventually, and he lived

from February of 1907 until September of 1973. His birthday was February 21st, so coming up here

shortly. He is of course known for poems like The Shield of Achilles, the Age of Exxiety, for the

time being, funeral blues, and many of the things.

One of the most essential poets of the 20th century, one of the great figures of the century of any

kind of literature. And of course, he's a poet who you've heard from on this podcast before.

The poem that I'm going to read today is called a New Year greeting.

It's really a New Year's Eve, New Year's Day poem,

but it's one I wasn't familiar with.

I don't know if I've ever read it before,

but I ran across it online.

I think I ran across it on Twitter,

and wanted to share it with you.

So although it is what we're going on a sixth of the way into the year.

Maybe a little, maybe a little, maybe more like one, what, one ninth of it?

I still wanted to share it with you.

I think it goes like this.

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