January 31, 2017

January 2017 in Pictures


"The leaves hop, scraping on the ground.
It is deep January. The sky is hard.
The stalks are firmly rooted in ice.
It is in this solitude, a syllable,
Out of these gawky flitterings,
Intones its single emptiness,
The savagest hollow of winter-sound."
~Wallace Stevens, "No Possum, No Sop, No Taters"