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Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.
More in skating in February skating in February
The poem was just meant to open a little window into the past. There was no particular point to be made, as this was a regular event in my childhood winters. It is simply a memory poem that I hoped would evoke memory in others. Poem as vehicle to move the reader into his own past. Many people my age who have read this particular piece have told me they recalled similar experiences of their own and were taken back immediately to their own Februarys.
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