snoozing. A schoolgirl on vacation gapes,
And beyond, the same sound of bees
the old men burnish stories of Yaz and the Babe
Glimmering of light:
At San Biagio, in the most intense room
Of observation lying on the ground
Swaying in unison beneath the snow,
demonstrating their talent for comedy—stroke
As if your human shape were what the storm
Introduction by Vilhjalmur Stefansson
Winds blow sharp, what then?
for a few weeks, statistics won't seem
Grateful, I know, for just such compensations,