One day when it's winter
When the tall oak groans in northern winds
When cruel frost creeps white beneath the bark
And twigs once sappy and green
Shake brittle and dry in the darkening
Then come to my door
Let yellow light spill out
Let me wrap you in warm
Let summer kisses bring back roses
What wingspan glides in the blue August skies
Soar and circle
Paired in gentle harmony, one other
Melt, then--
Be with me
Snow
I dreamed of snow in August
Its quiet embrace
Holding us white and unconnected to the world
A floating dream of kisses and snowflakes
* * *
Icy hexagons are stacked up on my sill
No footstep in the drifts
The harsh metallic ring resounds
Of spade on frozen ground
Bow your head
Here comes a hearse
And on it lies my heart, still warm
2010-10-16 22:05:40 - Лидия Вячеславовна Петрухина Who is author?
2010-10-16 22:09:38 - Ольга Юрьевна Балабанова Louise Rill.
2010-10-16 22:12:28 - Наталья Вячеславовна Лебедева O!Look around,the ground is covered with snow,
the snowflakes are falling slowly,
Fantastic! Completelly white
O! what a lovely sight!
2010-10-16 22:15:04 - Ольга Юрьевна Балабанова She is one of my favourite modern poets.