The icy blast that lives in winter’s house
announces beginning and end
freezing solid the moving
crystallizing, drying, coating
striking with its steel edge, but
without knowing its brief tenure
shorter than it hopes, because
brother sun broke the seal of clouds
and said let there be light
heat, balance in this house where
winter has its day, but no more than a day
Tim Carson, 2013
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