Poem #40: “New Year’s Morning” by Helen Hunt Jackson

New Year everyone! Let’s celebrate this new morning with a poem, shall we?  The poem, “New Year’s Morning”, was written by the American writer Helen Hunt Jackson (1830 – 1885).  Here is hoping that this new year is much better than the last and that we achieve all that we set out to do.  I wish writers a most productive, creative and enjoyable 2011.  May their royalties increase ten fold!  May we all read more, read to and with our children, and do all we can to promote reading and writing.

New Year’s Morning

ONLY a night from old to new!
Only a night, and so much wrought!
The Old Year’s heart all weary grew,
But said: The New Year rest has brought.”
The Old Year’s hopes its heart laid down,
As in a grave; but trusting, said:
“The blossoms of the New Year’s crown
Bloom from the ashes of the dead.”
The Old Year’s heart was full of greed;
With selfishness it longed and ached,
And cried: “I have not half I need.
My thirst is bitter and unslaked.
But to the New Year’s generous hand
All gifts in plenty shall return;
True love it shall understand;
By all y failures it shall learn.
I have been reckless; it shall be
Quiet and calm and pure of life.
I was a slave; it shall go free,
And find sweet pace where I leave strife.”

Only a night from old to new!
Never a night such changes brought.
The Old Year had its work to do;
No New Year miracles are wrought.

Always a night from old to new!
Night and the healing balm of sleep!
Each morn is New Year’s morn come true,
Morn of a festival to keep.
All nights are sacred nights to make
Confession and resolve and prayer;
All days are sacred days to wake
New gladness in the sunny air.
Only a night from old to new;
Only a sleep from night to morn.
The new is but the old come true;
Each sunrise sees a new year born.



  1. What a fantastic poem to celebrate the day. Happy New Year to you and may it be the best yet for all of us 🙂 Sending you wishes for all the best in 2011.


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