End of era

2020 is leaving! "Insert sigh of relief" And to say goodbye to it
as it should, a poem by Ane Linde, student of Degree de
Literature and Creative Writing of the School from Philosophy and Letters
 

Could it be that I don't know how I got here?

without stopping in the snowfall, remembering few days.

Stepping on the frozen orchard now I'm ashamed, it's getting late

and I realise it. The glasses reflect my light.

I respond to the cold as an equal who wants to talk to me.

The silence is over, because I know what things are for.

I have promises to make to myself

before the end of the day.