Saturday, February 24, 2007

A Patch of Snow 

There's a patch of old snow in a corner
     That I should have guessed
Was a blow-away paper the rain
     Had brought to rest.

It is speckled with grime as if
     Small print overspread it,
The news of a day I've forgotten -
     If I ever read it.
                         (Robert Frost, 1916)

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