In keeping with tradition here at Maine-ly Home, here's John Updike's take on January. If you haven't gotten your hands on
A Child's Calendar
, make it a resolution. It's a great book of monthly poems by John Updike with lovely illustrations depicting Vermont family life. I was introduced to the book via my daughter's Montessori school where the kids memorized the poems each month (talk about precious!).
January
The days are short,
The sun a spark
Hung thing between
The dark and dark
Fat snowy footsteps
Track the floor,
And parkas pile up
Near the door.
The river is
A frozen place
Held still beneath
The trees' black lace
The sky is low.
The wind is gray.
The radiator
Purrs all day.
so true of these dark days of january....and short enough that I may be able to memorize it..
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