oursonpolaire (oursonpolaire) wrote,
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oursonpolaire

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More chilly haiku

As I walk to work
the river on my left, black,
now is frozen ice.

Snowflakes on my beard,
all through the dark winter months
such will be my fate.

(from the Breakfast Table of Archibald Lampman, 3d edn)
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