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The Promise of the Year<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n Poem below by David Betteridge, poster above by Walter Crane<\/em><\/p>\n May Day: the day when the promise of the year Come greet the dawn and stand beside us. The sun also rises.<\/p>\n Smoother than clockwork, Anciently, Now, in our present age, Our sun also rises.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The Promise of the Year Poem below by David Betteridge, poster above by Walter Crane May Day: the day when the promise of the year reproaches the…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":380,"featured_media":15242,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1660],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-15243","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry-2"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15243","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/380"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=15243"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15243\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/15242"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=15243"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=15243"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=15243"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
reproaches the waste inseparable from the society of inequality…<\/em>
– WILLIAM MORRIS<\/p>\n
We’ll live together or we’ll die alone\u2026<\/em>
– THE INTERNATIONALE<\/p>\n
round the cycle of the seasons,
infallibly and quietly,
it lights our lives and labour,
showing us our way to go.<\/p>\n
our forebears welcomed winter\u2019s solstice
more joyously than even summer\u2019s longest day.
Its kick-starting of New Year each year
seemed instance, proof and promise
of life\u2019s momentous beating-back of dark
and death, hope driving out
and cleansing all decay.<\/p>\n
in our calendar of significance,
better than either solstice, first
and most dear stands Labour\u2019s borrowing
of Beltane: May Day,<\/em>
no longer singing only Nature\u2019s growth
and green, but Labour\u2019s, too:
a chance to celebrate our entry into history,
our starting-off on a brave new track,
our beating-back of centuries
of night-times of confusion,
that beset us yet, our driving-out
of every kind of dungeons\u2019 dark
and spirits\u2019 death:
May Day!<\/em><\/p>\n