[hardy-l] Cold Hardy

[Bill Morgan]

Rosemarie Morgan wrote: "I thought it had to be Flintcomb-Ash -- but maybe
it's far worse in my imagination --"

	Yes, I thought of Flintcomb-Ash too, Rosemarie.  Great stuff!  (Has
anyone besides TH ever used the word "terraqueous"?)

	But let's not forget the next four poems after our current POTM,
"Snow in the Suburbs," in *Human Shows* (1925): "A Light Snow-Fall after
Frost," "Winter Night in Woodland" [oddly, not much emphasis on cold in that
one], "Ice on the Highway," and "Music in a Snowy Street."  

Some samples:

	The frost is on the wane,
And cobwebs hanging close outside the pane
Pose as festoons of thick white worsted there,
Of their pale presence no eye being aware
	Till the rime made them plain.  

The snow-feathers so gently swoop that though 
	But half an hour ago
The road was brown, and now is starkly white, 
A watcher would have failed defining quite 
	When it transformed it so.

"A Light Snow-Fall after Frost"

	
	. . . on the glassy ice-bound road,

"Ice on the Highway"


The snow-feathers sail
Across the harp-strings,
Whose throbbing threads wail
Like love-satiate things.

"Music in a Snowy Street"

And the next poem, of a rather different order, is "The Frozen Greenhouse."


Cheers from Central Illinois, where there's snow and where the temperature
is 9 degrees Fahrenheit (-8 with the wind chill factor).

Bill Morgan