Juxtapose This, January

 

We could mark it on calendars
as we add birthdays and dentist
appointments the middle of
January is for griping
at the icy dark
then remembering
to light the candles, lamps,
strings of leftover holiday lights
half-price so buy twice as many
until everything, every thing
is Lit Up and shining more brightly
because it shines through icy dark
June never glows like this

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