January 1st

A new year. A new beginning? I believe we craft our own beginnings. None hinge on a new year. So begin again, today, tomorrow, as often as you need to discover or carve a better self.

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January 1st

The birch limbs
still zag,
reach over

the backyard,
still zig,

as white as lightning,
over the crusted snow
that still crunches

beneath my stride,
a sound like newspaper

wrinkled into spheres
of ink and doom
and supermarket specials.

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