A NAME DERIVED FROM JANUS

January

Again I reply to the triple winds
running chromatic fifths of derision
outside my window:
                       Play louder...                     You will not succeed. I am
bound more to my sentences
the more you batter at me
to follow you...

                                  And the wind,

as before, fingers perfectly

its derisive music.

William Carlos Williams, 1883 - 1963