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Monday, January 28, 2008


-28C (-18F)

These are a few lines from Shelley's poem Summer and Winter -

It was a winter such as when birds die
In the deep forests; and the fishes lie
Stiffened in the translucent ice, which makes
Even the mud and slime of the warm lakes
A wrinkled clod as hard as brick; and when,
Among their children, comfortable men
Gather around great fires, and yet feel cold:
Alas, then, for the homeless beggar old!

- Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)

Winter 2008
Still too many people sleeping out in the cold,
Some things never change for the "homeless beggar old"!