The Dead of Winter by Samuel Menashe

[conuly]

In my coat I sit
At the window sill
Wintering with snow
That did not melt
It fell long ago
At night, by stealth
I was where I am
When the snow began

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Comments

[smokingboot]

So often you bring me poems I don't know, and they are very beautiful. Like this.

So thank you.

[conuly]

:)

[historicalmuse]

Pretty✨❤ good

[rebeccmeister]

This seems very, very fitting for right now!