The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window wasSpawning snow and pink roses against it.Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:World is suddener than we fancy it.World is crazier and more of it than we think,Incorrigibly plural. I peel and portionA tangerine and spit the pips and feelThe drunkenness of things being various.And the fire flames with a bubbling sound for worldIs more spiteful and gay than one supposes - On the tongue on the eyes on the ears in the palms of one's hands - There is more than glass between the snow and the huge roses.
Before I take the dog into the blizzard currently raging outside my window, let's enjoy a poem by Louis MacNiece, which seems appropriate, even if it isn't really about snow.
2. One Dog and His Man. Out now in paperback.
3. Farewell Trip.
Published by Carina UK.
4. Silly Verse for Grown Ups