With sun's warmth wasted on a stone,
III. Earliest Recorded Northern Explorers: The Greeks and the Vikings
Onto my frozen fingers.
The winter road from the St. Simeon farm
demonstrating their talent for comedy—stroke
He never even dreams, being sheer snow;
Is it almost honey, is it snow?
Sought to contrive, intending to express
Of meaning like these—the world created by
Two of us, Docteur and Madame Machin, who stand
And I would like
Given by nature will soak into it.
To listen, by the sputtering, smoking fire,
Beyond ice floe and berg and ice-bound sea,
So you can watch me watch uplifted snow
This third day of our January thaw,
III. Earliest Recorded Northern Explorers: The Greeks and the Vikings
I. Arctic Scenery
Silent patch of ultimate paint. You are