One must have a mind for winter
To regard the frost and the boughs Of the pine-tree crusted with snow; And have been cold a long time To behold the junipers shagged with ice, The spruces rough in the distant Of a January sun; and not to think Of any misery in the sound of the wind, In the sound of a few leaves, Which is the sound of the land Full of the same wind That is blowing in the same bare place For the listener, who listens in the snow, And, nothing himself, beholds Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is. - Wallace Stevens
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