From the Book of Outlines

The sky asks what sort of animal you are
      before you cross the bridge into
the new year. You are made to pick out
      runes from a jar, drop smooth  
stones on an altar where joss sticks  
      burn sweet smoke. In other words,
your fortune will be told according to
      the color of the halo that governs 
love and luck, health and money and work.
      A star flies into each corner
of your abode and into the very center.
      To keep them there, you must clean
your house with salt crystals and water; 
      at midnight you must open 
the drawers and windows and let 
      cool air bear cobwebs away.