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by Jeannie E. Roberts

Dimness drapes, drops its grey
expression on New Year's door.
Here, Janus, god of beginnings
and transitions, stands upon
the threshold of past and future,
facing both directions, he forms
and shapes, contemplates, heads
back and forth between thoughts
of now and yesteryear, sifting
and sorting through odds and ends,
through old and new, until resolve
rises and clarity steps toward
the softened offing of February.


First published The Poetry Storehouse


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