The Death of the Old Year
The Death of the Old Year
Greg Hartwick

Posted January 14, 2026

The Death of the Old Year
“Full knee-deep lies the winter snow, 
And the winter winds are wearily sighing: 
Toll ye the church bell sad and slow, 
And tread softly and speak low, 
For the old year lies a-dying….” —Alfred, Lord Tennyson (The Death of the Old Year) #AIart #Midjourney7 #Poetry
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