Januari

“En lånad bild på en frusen katt John Updike skrev också lyrik. Jag har hittat en passande vinterdikt. The days are short, The sun a spark, Hung thin between The dark and dark. Fat Snowy footsteps Track the floor. Milk bottles burst Outside the door. The river is A frozen place Held still beneath The trees of lace. The sky is low The wind is gray. The radiator Purrs all day. “January” .Från diktsamlingen A Child’s Calendar …”