Needless to say, it’s been a rough one, at home and abroad. I will not pile up adjectives and metaphors. Let’s simply hope for a better 2025.

My wishes to you, dear broken world.

 

Prospect Park, late December 2024

The newspapers says, saysSay it’s true, it’s trueAnd we can break throughThough torn in twoWe can be one

U2 – New Year’s Day