January 2nd, 2018
Winter Love
BY LINDA GREGG
I would like to decorate this silence,
but my house grows only cleaner
and more plain. The glass chimes I hung
over the register ring a little
when the heat goes on.
I waited too long to drink ...
The Snow Is Deep on the Ground
BY KENNETH PATCHEN
The snow is deep on the ground.
Always the light falls
Softly down on the hair of my belovèd.
This is a good world.
The war has failed.
God shall not forget us.
Who made the snow waits w...