Wednesday, January 5, 2022

It freezes

 

Cape May     january 2022




Here's a depressing poem from Hilaire Belloc:


It freezes- all across a soundless sky

The birds go home. The governing dark's begun:

The steadfast dark that waits not for a sun;

The ultimate dark wherein the race shall die.

 

Death, with his evil finger to his lip,

Leers in at human windows, turning spy

To learn the country where his rule shall lie

When he assumes perpetual generalship.

 

The undefeated enemy, the chill

That shall benumb the voiceful earth at last,

Is master of our moment, and has bound

The viewless wind it-self. There is no sound.

It freezes. Every friendly stream is fast.

It freezes; and the graven twigs are still.

 

Hilaire Belloc

 


But here are some encouraging words from Vita Sackville-West:


"The shortest day has passed, and whatever nastiness of weather we may look forward to in January and February, at least we notice that the days are getting longer.  Minute by minute they lengthen out.  It takes some weeks before we become aware of the change.  It is imperceptible even as the growth of a child, as you watch it day by day, until the moment comes when with a start of delighted surprise we realize that we can stay out of doors in a twilight lasting for another quarter of a precious hour."

-  Vita Sackville-West






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