The snow began flooding down
in dense plentitude—
The biting cold emerged
In an insensible gradation—
As Winter was upon us
The view from the inside
Changed wholly—
The smooth chill
Underlaid the dry air
Emanating from the heater—
The outside cold
With perfect pitch
Listened to the flames
Of the fire
Crackle and pop
In the evening abode
MS2020
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