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WINTER
A blanket of snow silences the world. Time stands still and everything seems to fall into a peaceful slumber. When the sun shines, false warmth emanates from the frozen world, masking a bitter and dangerous cold. From the warmth of our homes, it can be so easy to forget how fragile our lives are in this beautiful and deadly season.
Snow:
years of anger following
hours that float idly down —
the blizzard
drifts its weight
deeper and deeper for three days
or sixty years, eh? Then
the sun! a clutter of
yellow and blue flakes —
Hairy looking trees stand out
in long alleys
over a wild solitude.
The man turns and there —
his solitary track stretched out
upon the world.
- WIlliam Carlos Williams, Blizzard
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