“Pale January lay / In its cradle day by day / Dead or living, hard to say.” ― Alfred Austin
No word yet on whether the official shadow will show up for the rapidly approaching prognostication on TV. If so, underground poetry could face six more weeks under the weather.
“Every winter has its spring.”
Hudson Tuttle
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January’s poem is the yin to June’s Frisbee game yang.