Cold
C OLD
Winter ... and still winter!
Down hill stagger the corn-stooks, heavy with ice.
Sheep in the bottom shiver.
The abandoned barn crumbles with wind and cold.
An elm darns like a crone above it,
With needle limbs that creak and clash
In and out endlessly:
But a rent of the sky still lets the snow in.
And my heart lets in the chill of the years ...
Of the years!
Winter ... and still winter!
Down hill stagger the corn-stooks, heavy with ice.
Sheep in the bottom shiver.
The abandoned barn crumbles with wind and cold.
An elm darns like a crone above it,
With needle limbs that creak and clash
In and out endlessly:
But a rent of the sky still lets the snow in.
And my heart lets in the chill of the years ...
Of the years!
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