Tag Archives: January

Life, waiting

♦ January 11, 2025 ♦ 10 Comments

“And what does January hold? Clean account books. Bare diaries. Three hundred and sixty-five new days, neatly parceled into weeks, months, seasons.  A chunk of time, of life, waiting to be filled…those first notes like an orchestra tuning up before the play begins!” — Phyllis Nicholson At my age, holidays come and go with little …

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A poet in January

♦ January 8, 2025 ♦ 6 Comments

“When one reads a poet in January, it is as lovely as when one goes to walk in June.” — Jean Paul Friedrich Richter If you’ve been reading this blog very long, you know how much I love walking, especially in mild weather. But I think Jean Paul was right about poetry and January, which …

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A poet in January

♦ January 8, 2018 ♦ 65 Comments

“When one reads a poet in January, it is as lovely as when one goes to walk in June.” — Jean Paul Friedrich Richter If you’ve been reading this blog very long, you know how much I love walking, especially in mild weather. But I think Jean Paul was right about poetry and January, which …

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