Frozen With Snow

After “Dreams” by Langston Hughes


Discontent is coming, frozen with snow:
when dreams go, life’s a field frozen with snow.

We know enough of hate to safely say
Earth’s headed for heat death––frozen with snow.

During these dark times, we take our solace
from company, windows frozen, with snow.

We make guardians of small evergreens
and tall globular men frozen with snow.

Without, there are yet sly demons waiting,
snaring forests and lakes frozen with snow.

Not even the vestal hearth-fire can thaw
Hecate’s still-beating heart, frozen with snow.




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