JANUARY IDYLL / a poem by Tom Evans

In this two-headed month

Look forward and behind

And see the land

Where the hills are kind

And sometimes end in houses;

One house in particular notice

Where love lives

With its two gardens

Vegetable and flower.

Here is a land to be explored,

Its forests are dark and dense

Except where spattered by drops of sunlight;

Here the end of all winding roads

May be found,

And ourselves if we wish.