It's not cold enough yet to regret the press of my feet against the floor in the morning, but it's getting there. What I don't regret this morning--what I can actually take pleasure in--is the poem over at Poetry Daily, a.k.a. poems.com. Go read Andrea Blevins's "First Winter in Maine,"and savor those last few lines.
If you want the main page of the site--to see a new poem every day--click www.poems.com. Remember that this is poems.com.
There are several websites with poetry in the URL that exist solely to waste your time and money. Avoid them unless you want to laugh or cry.
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