O Inverno

Charles Tunnicliffe, Geese and hoar-frost (Newport Museum and Art Gallery - Link)

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January

The days are short

The sun a spark

Hung thin between

The dark and dark.

Fat snowy footsteps

Track the floor

And parkas pile up

Near the door.

The river is

A frozen place

Held still beneath

The trees' black lace

The sky is low.

The wind is gray.

The radiator

Purrs all day. 

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John Updike (Link)