Hard Lines and Chilly Softness
Acros 100; Xtol.
The deep blankets of snow on everything remind me of a bit of Dickenson:
Snow beneath whose chilly softness Some that never lay Make their first Repose this Winter I admonish Thee Blanket Wealthier the Neighbor We so new bestow Than thine acclimated Creature Wilt Thou, Austere Snow?
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