I love when I find connections:
372 by Emily Dickinson
This is the Hour of Lead –
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow –
First – Chill – then Stupor – then the letting go –
and
The Snow Man by Wallace Stevens
One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs...
For the listener, who listens in the snow,
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.
Monday, December 10, 2012
Influences influences...
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