Its consciousness of my white consciousness,And then I go on until I am beneath an archway,Are gliding toward me on the ice intoBeneath the snowflakes I notice façadesAllowing me to let your picture form and wakeDeep in the fog that quenches every ray,Upon from the right by far trees, that white placeIX. After the Great Northern ExpeditionLike an old soldier, wakeful, in his tent!and the numbed yards will go back undercover.Some stubborn sprouts up through the stubble hay,Archangel Winter, darkness on his backIn white, in paint too representativeOf meaning like theseĀthe world created byTo a higher level of appearance.Never does any motion, sound, or lightIt's snowing, it's returning to a townBrush the lone giant in that somber pall.The mortal architect had brought to life,
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