'Calendar' by Rhina P. Espaillat

Clean as a winter field, the year begins:
page after page of days untouched, still clear
as snow beside those roads you never took.
You test it with your thought, as with the skin's tentative appetite, hunger and fear
together in the nerve, time's pristine book
still eloquent in its rich silence...

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