A
calendar poem for February:
February knows his
fortune well,
Even in the bitterness of dawn
Breaking in the coldest hour of hell,
Revealing but the worst that must be borne.
Underneath the ice the passions sleep
Ablaze with all the beauty of their burning,
Rendering a richness that will keep
Yet warm within the cavern of his yearning.
©
by Nicholas Gordon
Audio and Video Music: Allégro. By Emmit Fenn. Music free to use at YouTube.
Photo Credit: AI
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