From the shelf
Nothing in the canon is tethered to February 29. One line is set aside for this year, the same line for every reader.
February 29 stays in the book in common years. The lived calendar skips it. This page does not.
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
In 2003 this day opens on Geoffrey Chaucer.
Arrow keys turn the day. S keeps the line. Slash focuses search.