framed by afternoon sunlight,
ascends Mount Fuji.
She raises her frame,
and then lowers it again,
and slowly exhales.
In her kitchen, still,
holds a cup of kee-mun, sips,
bare but for her socks.
(from the Breakfast Table of Archibald Lampman)
. Let the Naiads sing Who will wear the Starry Crown? Then eat cake. (from The Paean of Dignity, 3d edn)
Caribbean Dreams waylay us in deep winter but the snow prevails (from Crepuscular Idyll)
An invocation of contradiction of sorts Winter is still with us. (From Tales of Persepolis: Lockdown Lays)