T.S. Eliot called April the cruelest month in his poem "The Wasteland."
Do you think December was a cruel-month candidate in any of the earlier drafts, the ones subjected to scratchings and emendations and scribblings and redactions courtesy of Ezra Pound?
In the northern climes, December is dark and has the shortest hours of daylight.
Plus, all that pressure of the holidays.
Laugh.or.else.
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