the hall-decking and making merry
are finally over.
January is the hot skillet exhaling
its enormous sigh of relief
upon meeting an open faucet.
as you look out your window at the new year,
which is, for just a moment,
at dawn, after a long night’s fresh snow,
without yet its well-worn path.
Love elephant and want to go steady?
Author: Victoria Fedden
Editor: Renée Picard
Photos: alicepopkorn at Flickr