piątek, 3 stycznia 2014

January poem

January
The days are short,
The sun a spark,
Hung thin between
The dark and dark.

Fat snowy footsteps
Track the floor.
Milk bottles burst
Outside the door.

The river is
A frozen place
Held still beneath
The trees of lace.

The sky is low.
The wind is gray.
The radiator
Purrs all day.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ALc_tJEL82g
            --John Updike (1932-2009) amerykański pisarz i poeta
 

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