Across the lakes
Through frozen flakes
They come in storm,
Whose breath be warm
To change a freeze
Into a tenderness,
To fall and splatter,
With applause
To somehow matter;
Offer cause,
Hard against the clotheslines of
The earth of every yard.
Spilling a releasing warmth
To all frozen tongues and
Flowered root that soon
From canon stalks...
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