The big snow First snow early this morning. The okra, green
took refuge under the trees.
Second, around noon. There are not
color
the needles of the pines
Falling snow also at times more dense.
Then, towards evening
The scourge of light froze.
shadows and dreams have the same weight.
A little 'wind
writes with his toe a word out of the world. Yves Bonnefoy
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