Sonnet XIV


                  (for Michelle)


Did Orwell's novel bear a name less top-

Ical than 1984 perhaps

This year no one would look for hidden traps;

But as it is a number of us stop

To glance behind our backs and wonder where

Big Brother hides to snare us with our thought

And bind us with our secrets 'til we're caught

In psychoprisons--sunk to hopeless prayer.


But I tell you I have no fear of this

For I have greeted New Year's with a kiss,

And with the touch of lips I take new faith

That Orwell's greatest demon's but a wraith

A government of lies can't rise above

The strength of those with hearts, clear eyes, and love.


                                                                                                            Christopher J. Cramer

                                                                                                            January 1, 1984