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The Promise of a New Year
by Mohini Malhotra

And the new year will swoop in on wings of lace
Alight on slippers dipped in moonlight
With a rain so soft it caresses the air
A snow so thick it blankets the earth and lets it rest
And us too, for a while
It will come with promise
For that is what we live on

The rain arrives as a precursor
Drops like crystal earrings, drops like slanting parallel lines
Filling the earth’s thirsty pores, the trees’ searching roots
Washing memories clean of what we wish to lose
Of this year past
The snow spreads her mantle over earth, rests her ear close to hear the      earth’s heartbeat, the
rustle of life beneath the soil

I hear it, I hear it coming—this new year
like a breath of wind, like a sigh
It arrives
And I promise to it to see the world as it asks to be seen—
Taste rain touch moss watch snow rest on tree branches listen to the      chatter of birds hidden in
Laurels and Hollies at that hour each day—
When the sun paints the bare tree barks and branches gold, outlines      clouds in neon pink and
floods the sky with fire.

Come in new year, come in.

ART: Heartfelt by Miriam Shapiro.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Mohini Malhotra is an international development economist, adjunct professor, and founder of a social enterprise to promote women artists and invest in causes that better women’s and girls’ lives. She loves language and her fiction has appeared in anthologies (This is What America Looks Like, 2021, Essential Anthology, forthcoming), Gravel, West Texas Literary Review, Silver Birch Press, Blink-Ink, Flash Frontier, 82 Star Review, a Quiet Courage, and other literary journals.

Splendid terms
by A. Garnett Weiss

Make a toast to those you love,
to one-of-a-kind places that meant the most
right down to the lawn chair.

Recall one act of disobedience, rarely made
mistakes, holy like a startled forest animal.

Photo by Jaeyoon Jeong on Unsplash 

FOUND POEM SOURCES: Individual words drawn from death notices and obituary articles published on April 20, 2017, in the The Globe and Mail (Toronto, Canada).

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: “Splendid terms” first appeared in the 2020 Poetry Leaves anthology (Waterford Township Public Library, Michigan). It is part of a series of found poems in a collection I have under development. Each five-line poem uses only non-contiguous, individual words selected from death notices and obituary articles published on a single day in The Globe and Mail (Toronto, Canada). I consider identification of the sources integral to the poem. Using such material and bringing the discipline of five lines to each poem reflect my Spoon River sense of death as the great equalizer. The poem urges the celebration of cherished places and the efforts to preserve them, finite as they are in providing habitat for humankind and its animal members.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR: JC Sulzenko’s poems appear in anthologies and online, either under her name or as A. Garnett Weiss. Silver Birch Press and The Light Ekphrastic have featured her work. In 2021, Aeolus Press published her collection Bricolage, A Gathering of Centos. During 2020, her poems appeared in Vallum, the Naugatuck River Review, and the Poetry Leaves project. In 2019, she won the inaugural Wind and Water Contest and the WrEN award (Children’s Poetry) and judged poetry for the National Capital Writing Contest. Her poetry was featured in Another Dysfunctional Cancer Poem Anthology (Mansfield Press), the Poet’s Pathway, and County CollAboRaTive during 2018. In 2017, Point Petre Publishing released her South Shore Suite…POEMS. Her centos took top honors in The Bannister Anthology (2016, 2013.). She has presented workshops for the Ottawa International Writers Festival, the Canadian Authors Association, the Ottawa-Carleton District School Board, the Ottawa Public Library, and several Alzheimer societies. Her published work includes six books for children and the poetry chapbooks Slant of Light and Breathing Mutable Air, which she co-authored with Carol A. Stephen. Based in Ottawa, Canada, she curates the Glebe Report’s “Poetry Quarter” and serves as a selector for Visit her at and follow her on Twitter.


“…in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original…” C.S. LEWIS

Narnia fans might enjoy spending 2014 with A Year with Aslan: Daily Reflections on the Chronicles of Narnia.  The book offers 365 of the most thought-provoking passages from all seven Narnia books, paired with questions that promote reflection on particular topics.

The 480-page A Year with Aslan is available at


“And now let us believe in a long year that is given to us, new, untouched, full of things that have never been.” RAINER MARIA RILKE

Photo: Ben Hur

by Jane Reichhold

New Year’s Day
between clouds the sun
a bright beginning. 

PHOTO: “Golden Sky” by Ana Pontes, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Prints available at

CREDIT: New Yorker cartoon by Bob Mankoff, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

by Shel Silverstein (1930-1999)

Joe yelled, “Happy New Year.”

The cow yelled, “Happy Moo Year.”

The ghost yelled, “Happy Boo Year.”

The doctor yelled, “Happy Flu Year.”

The penguin sneezed, “Happy Ah-choo Year.”

The skunk yelled, “Happy Pee-yoo Year.”

The owl hooted, “Happy Too-woo Year.”

The cowboy yelled, “Happy Yahoo Year.”

The trainman yelled, “Happy Choo-choo year.”

The clock man yelled, “Happy Cuckoo Year.”

The barefoot man yelled, “Happy Shoe Year.”

The hungry man said, “Happy Chew Year.”

There were more “Happy Ooo-Years”

Than you ever heard

At our New Year’s party…

Last June twenty-third.
“Happy New” appears in Shel Silverstein‘s posthumous collection Everything on It (HarperCollins, 2011), available at

by Naomi Shihab Nye

Letters swallow themselves in seconds.   
Notes friends tied to the doorknob,   
transparent scarlet paper,
sizzle like moth wings,
marry the air.
So much of any year is flammable,   
lists of vegetables, partial poems.   
Orange swirling flame of days,   
so little is a stone.
Where there was something and suddenly isn’t,   
an absence shouts, celebrates, leaves a space.   
I begin again with the smallest numbers.
Quick dance, shuffle of losses and leaves,   
only the things I didn’t do   
crackle after the blazing dies.
“Burning the Old Year” appears in Naomi Shihab Nye’s collection  Words Under the Words: Selected Poems (Portland, Oregon: Far Corner Books, 1995), available at


ABOUT THE AUTHOR:  Born in St. Louis, Missouri, in 1952, Naomi Shihab Nye is a poet, songwriter, novelist, and children’s book author. Her many honors and awards include four Pushcart Prizes, The Jane Addams Children’s Book Award, the Paterson Poetry Prize, and many notable book and best book citations from the American Library Association.


“And now let us believe in a long year that is given to us, new, untouched, full of things that have never been.” RAINER MARIA RILKE

Photo: Ben Hur


At the Silver Birch Press blog, we’re looking forward to a New Year filled with word explorations — prose, poetry, plays, and more! Thank you to our visitors and followers from around the world for joining us on our journey! You mean the world to us!

Illustration: New Yorker cartoon by Shannon Wheeler