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  • Penny Harter
    • Jan 16
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A short poem for today, a revision from one I wrote some weeks ago and don't think I previously posted. We are in the doldrums, the still-water days. Here's an online dictionary definition of "doldrums":


"Doldrums: A region of the ocean near the equator, characterized by calms, light winds, or squalls. Doldrums is defined as a gloomy feeling, low spirits or a time of inactivity. ... An example of doldrums is being stuck in the house during a week long snow storm [or a months long pandemic]."


Still-Water Days

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