We had the first big snowstorm of the season yesterday–at one point I looked out the office windows and snow was blowing sideways–but now it’s a clear frozen morning. Here’s some Bill Williams for it:

William Carlos Williams

years of anger following
hours that float idly down —
the blizzard
drifts its weight
deeper and deeper for three days
or sixty years, eh? Then
the sun! a clutter of
yellow and blue flakes —
Hairy looking trees stand out
in long alleys
over a wild solitude.
The man turns and there —
his solitary track stretched out upon the world.