2026-01-10: first poem of the new year

yesterday morning, the world around me covered in rime ice, i sat down and wrote my first poem of the new year. a little late: usually i write a poem on new year's day, but i didn't this year, and that weekend i was busy doing manual labour the entire time, so it never happened (i never want to write when my back is tired).

but, there it is. the rime ice is gone this morning, i've shovelled around the house from last night's snow, and looking at the poem again, it's still good.

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