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Remembering January in Massachusetts

January

The days are short,
The sun a spark
Hung thin between
The dark and dark.

Fat snowy footsteps
Track the floor.
Milk bottles burst
Outside the door.

The river is 
A frozen place
Held still beneath
The trees of lace.

The sky is low.
The wind is gray.
The radiator
Purrs all day.

–John Updike in A Child’s Calendar

Photo credit: Liz West/Wikimedia Commons/Boxborough, MA