The days are short,
The sun a spark,
Hung thin between
The dark and dark.
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...This poem.....reminds me of the depression in the back of my head.....so sad....!
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Extraordinary how he uses the common details of a January day to set us down in a place and time that then becomes a piece of our memory- -I'm way too young to have had milk delivered in bottles to my door step and experience their breaking because they froze yet now it feels as though I had experienced it.
...........winter has it's own special charms....nice...
A great writing about the winter and feels happiness.
Milk🥛