"One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow…”
Follow me for more vertical nature and landscape!
You know, it’s beautiful, but I’ll stay inside thank-you-very-much.
But down, now there is something
to build dreams on.
We have recourse
and in the morning the feathered snow
will have come and closed the roads.
right now i’m happy for the roof protecting me from the freaking ice. life outside in dallas:
"For the listener, who listens in the snow,
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.”
Winter solitude —
In a world of one color
the sound of wind.
Winter is good — his Hoar Delights
Italic flavor yield
To Intellects inebriate
With Summer, or the World —
Generic as a Quarry
And hearty — as a Rose —
Invited with Asperity
But welcome when he goes.