So, in honor of Punxatawney Phil seeing that darn shadow, and with it bringing the potential of MORE encounters with cabin fever over the next six weeks, I thought it was time to break out the poetry. If we can't end winter early, at least we can celebrate it with some beauty. Here are some links to some poems I took some solace in last week amidst the ice.
Poems for a Long Winter's Night : Several poems, collected by some people at the University of Chicago.
Poem for Salt by Leroy V. Quintana: not the best link, but it's in the body of this article about another cool thing: Billy Collin's Poetry 180 program from when he was Poet Laureate. This one's more fun than anything.
Fragmentary Blue by Robert Frost : this one's less about winter and more what we wish for on its grey days.
There was another one I wanted to share, but I can't find a link anywhere, and now I've also lost the scrap of paper I had it on, so I can't even break copyright law to share it with you. But, if you happen to have access to Philip Larkin's Collected Poems, check out "75 Degrees North. Blizzard." Beautiful.