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first frost of the year -
in my tea
pouring some honey
morning
through frosty fields :
not a thing moves
" Happy Christmas "
just this the shopkeeper
gives for free
Christmas Eve on the farm -
no one's fed the pig
to be fed at dawn
winter dusk -
limping, an old man
walks a limping dog
Christmas or not:
into the cold sea
gulls diving, on and on
Christmas rain -
two kids
under a bat cape
Christmas wrapping papers
burning in the fireplace -
New Year's Day
first full moon of the year -
and it's trapped
in a bare tree!
chilly dawn -
on top of a bin
a brush full of grey hair
old wooden park bench
flaked and broken down:
here's Spring's first day
early Spring sky -
bluer though, the test line
showing she is pregnant
upside down
filled with Spring dew:
empty shell of a snail
by Gilles Fabre
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