in the frost – 1

the seasons change: we know it’s true, 
and yet, it seems improvident
to act as though we’ll make it through
a cold that seems so permanent.

there’s only so much we can do
with nails and hammers, wire and rope,
and yet, we strive, or we eschew
propelled by little else

than hope

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