By Claude McKay
I.
Throughout the afternoon I watched them there,
Snow-fairies falling, falling from the sky,
Whirling fantastic in the misty air,
Contending fierce for space supremacy.
And they flew down a mightier force at night,
As though in heaven there was revolt and riot,
And they, frail things had taken panic flight
Down to the calm earth seeking peace and quiet.
I went to bed and rose at early dawn
To see them huddled together in a heap,
Each merged into the other upon the lawn,
Worn out by the sharp struggle, fast asleep.
The sun shone brightly on them half the day,
By night they stealthily had stol’n away.
II.
And suddenly my thoughts then turned to you
Who came to me upon a winter’s night,
When snow-sprites round my attic window flew,
Your hair disheveled, eyes aglow with light.
My heart was like the weather when you came,
The wanton winds were blowing loud and long;
But you, with joy and passion all aflame,
You danced and sang a lilting summer song.
I made room for you in my little bed,
Took covers from the closet fresh and warm,
A downfall pillow for your scented head,
And lay down with you resting in my arm.
You went with Dawn. You left me ere the day,
The lonely actor of a dreamy play.
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It started snowing around 7 a.m. and snowed pretty much the entire day. It was very quiet, very overcast, and very monochromatic outside. We stayed in with the cats and worked on our computers (I spent the entire morning trying to get rid of a glitch involving Windows 7 trying to make thumbnails for .mkv files that makes explorer.exe go berserk, but at least now I know that it's not a virus or malware that no program in existence can find and I didn't reinstall Windows only to discover it wasn't necessary). Otherwise my day pretty much looked like this:
We caught up on The Americans, which it was definitely a good call to put off watching till the next day an earlier hour while watching Nashville in the Wednesday night time slot. I don't even know who to root for besides poor Paige. Then we watched Elementary, where Watson got to be smarter than Sherlock which I always appreciate! Now we are watching The Tonight Show waiting for Hugh Jackman and Chris Hemsworth (in matching bad mullets) to play whatever drinking game Fallon has in mind. We'll see if we get out of the house tomorrow!
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