The second Monday of the year
The town is awaking after holidays indeed.
It's blinking with long garlands. The weekend snow storms
have not been able to turn off gold lamps amazing gleam.
Snow-covered trees stay frozen in the morning gloom.
All is submerged into the coal velvet heavens cloth.
The holidays have gone too quickly, like a loom*.
The first work day seems really endless after the days off.
by Thea Ariss
12.01.2026
loom* - тень
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