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January long light

Janus      I see you

God of locks and doorways

two-faced looking in Capricorn

Capricious like the snowy owl

           irruption

We fear heavy body collisions

January       time of doors

time looking back on itself

        God of gates

        spelt and salt

They say when you

walk through a door

you can forget what

     you came for

January

Hoa Nguyen

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