Poem for Wednesday and Light on Snow

Desert Places
By Robert Frost

Snow falling and night falling fast, oh, fast
In a field I looked into going past,
And the ground almost covered smooth in snow,
But a few weeds and stubble showing last.

The woods around it have it - it is theirs.
All animals are smothered in their lairs.
I am too absent-spirited to count;
The loneliness includes me unawares.

And lonely as it is, that loneliness
Will be more lonely ere it will be less -
A blanker whiteness of benighted snow
WIth no expression, nothing to express.

They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
Between stars - on stars where no human race is.
I have it in me so much nearer home
To scare myself with my own desert places.

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Tuesday started and ended with warnings about black ice from snowmelt, so we stuck close to home and had a pretty quiet day. I had a bunch of file-sorting and laundries to do, and Daniel was working on some things for Magfest, so we watched Rush in the afternoon since he hadn't seen it, then I discovered that he had never seen the LEGO Star Wars holiday special so of course that had to be remedied. 

We took a walk at twilight to see the snow in that light. Three of the people from my Tuesday Voyager Zoom couldn't come, so I talked to the two who could, which is always a pleasure. Then Paul and I talked to his youngest brother, Jon, who's visiting their parents, and watched the Texas Bowl, which was pretty one-sided so not that exciting, while Daniel played his usual Tuesday Dnd game.