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I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
January brings the snow,
makes our feet and fingers glow.
February brings the rain,
We have tested and tasted too much, lover-
Through a chink too wide there comes in no wonder.
But here in the Advent-darkened room
Where the dry black bread and the sugarless tea
One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;
January 1912, Mzansi brought forth a child
In a harsh political climate
Destined to free her people
Bound to cruel Fate
It is dark, no moon, no light
Just darkness, a starless sky
The wind blows, the waves break
A single firefly passes by
The days will rally, wreathing
Their crazy tarantelle;
And you must go on breathing,
But I'll be safe in hell.
My shadow --
I woke to a wind swirling the curtains light and dark
and the birds twittering on the roofs, I lay cold
in the early light in my room high over London.
January jumps about
in the frying pan
trying to heat
his frozen feet
Your sterling love
Is like a gigantic sponge
That absorbs the fountain of my pain
Soaking it invisibly, awakening my soul
I have a white rose to tend
In July as in January;
I give it to the true friend
Who offers his frank hand to me.
~ LIFE DIVINE ~
8 January 2010.
Our Christmas gift
From God's only Son
In January everything freezes.
We have two children. Both are she'ses.
This is our January rule:
One girl in bed, and one in school.
Sometimes at night I hear small birds lament.
Dark notes that seem to second moon's descent.
Cold is the color of a deep regret,
An etude perfected by winterset.
(16th January 1949)
I thank whatever gods may be
For all the happiness that's mine;
She comes out to sing
to express happiness
from her house of
paper, straw and grasses
Winter is past
At last! At last!
Life has begun
An orphan child
sitting on a platform
ignoring the sound of fast crossing trains
and trains halting late at the station
I've seen a jolly Christian man, a guy who's on TV,
And can he smile? My word, he can! Sometimes he smiles with glee.
And if the viewers need to ask, how come he grins all day?
January 2022, I wonder why the weather so blue cold and chill, life I feel has no thrills Wish the blanket wraps me i have lost all my poetic powers as all of you see Lord give me strength to move on and face the cold let me find the energetic powers to be bold
(We promise ourselves) the same things year after year, and by the end of January we return to the same behavior we promised we would change, poorly we have been living in uncertain and stressful times nevertheless, where old rules have been thrown away, social norms have changes to make matters more complex all of year and got be failed in implied.. 🖤
J is for the Joy of January. What Joy can you find this month?
A is for Amazing. How can you make January an Amazing month?
N is for Neat
U is for Unique
History of 6th January of 2021
Poem by Chan Mongol
January 7 of 2021
On the first of January,
The old year begins to vanish;
Another new year breaks with glee,
Bringing hope, health, luck, and warm wish.
Of fealty's Apollo at my door her Love,
needest no dark that by dark bewails the night,
of eyes so blind beyond the sunrise;
e'ery departed look to my shipwrecked dreams
January is not only the first month of the year, but also the month of new beginnings. It’s the favorite month for a lot of people. Many classical and modern poets have written poems about this month; such as "A Calendar Of Sonnets: January" by Helen Hunt Jackson, "January" by William Carlos Williams, and "January In New York" by Erica Jong.