{"id":18598,"date":"2017-01-07T11:00:58","date_gmt":"2017-01-07T16:00:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/allin\/?p=18598"},"modified":"2017-01-07T11:00:58","modified_gmt":"2017-01-07T16:00:58","slug":"january-light","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.northcountrypublicradio.org\/allin\/2017\/01\/07\/january-light\/","title":{"rendered":"January Light"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"After<\/a>

After the ice storm. Archive Photo of the Day, winter 2016: Mike Corse, Pierrepont, NY<\/p><\/div>\n

Woke to the whirr of the furnace this morning. The weather page tells me it’s in the low single digits, and looking out the kitchen window I squint into\u00a0the glare of a bluebird sky blasting back from a dusting of new snow. A beautiful day, suitable for framing–in a window that is, while I sit next to the heat vent in the kitchen and sip coffee. I love the light of January, if not the numb nose and cheeks and ears of it. Here’s a poem for January, which is easy on the eyes, but has a heart like ice.<\/p>\n

January Light<\/strong><\/p>\n

After the ice storm, the clock blinks 12:00 12:00 12:00,
\na sign that linemen have worked through the night.
\nA harsh chainsaw song cuts air where town crew
\nclears out the river road north to the village.<\/p>\n

For two days, the light has been ominous, pearl gray,
\nas drizzle and sleet accrued to every twig and needle,
\na waxing crystal burden bowing birch, apple and pine
\nto breaking. Ice plates the car and the drive is rink.<\/p>\n

But from the west, overcast gives way to cirrus clouds
\nand clear sky. Then sunshine riots through the woods,
\nreduplicated in a million refracted winks and sparks.
\nIce light everywhere, diamond-sharp, mercilessly bright.<\/p>\n

The front brings ten degrees of cold, gusts and a harder rain
\nas flexing limbs loose their carapace of ice. In an hour it’s mostly
\ndown to ground. Trees unbent resume their dark winter’s watch.
\nBy afternoon the snow returns to hide away the shards.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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