Atmosfear
The bulk of old borrowed gets by New Year,
The future stands fuzzy still, no more clear,
The mind muddled in doubt
Rings in new, nor old out,
What with the mood polluted with great fear.
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Happenings |13.01.2023| Limericks
Poet’s note: Not just the Gregorian year, but even the Julian year is nearly here. But we are not sure if 2023 would be better or worse than 2022. This ditty blames ‘atmosfear’, the atmosphere polluted by fear of continuing war, conflicts, impending recession, and divided world.
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