
(Vertical by Ben Nicholson, 1894-1982, American painter)
Winter has its own illusions.
WINTER TWILIGHT
On a clear winter’s evening
The crescent moon
And the round squirrels’ nest
In the bare oak
Are equal planets.
~ Anne Porter, born 1911, American poet
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