David Smalling Poet Verse

Winter Id

I know what winter is 
More than snow, and slow business: 
How potatoes grow rotten in the ground 
And what wheat wears a fungal dark gown, 
Or birds falling from the sky. 
The sun is shivering bright, 
And earth is stark and white 
With hunger sunken in an empty eye. 
I know what winter is 
The long migration of frozen seas 
The shivering in the bone 
The great man dying, scared and alone; 
The coming change 
Of water gushing from the frigid stone.

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