Happy New Year! In honor of 2012: a poem from one of our household’s favorite children’s books, A Child’s Calendar by John Updike, which takes readers month-by-month through the months and seasons of the year. So lovely!
This January poem paints a cozy winter scene — though, am I the only one to wonder if snow will ever visit Williamsburg this winter?
Enjoy this beautiful, warm New Year’s Day, everyone!
January
The days are short,
The sun a spark
Hung thin 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.
