1. Winter
by Edwin Morgan

2. The year goes, the woods decay, and after many a summer dies

3. The swan on Bingham’s pond, a ghost, comes and goes

4. It goes, and ice appears, it holds,

5. Bear gulls that stand around surprised, blinking in the heavy light.

6. Bear boys when skates take over, the swan-white ice glints only crystal beyond white.

7. Even dearest blues not there, though poets would find it.

8. I find one stark scene

9. cut by evening cries, by warring air.

10. The muffled hiss of blades escapes into breath, hangs with it a moment, fades off.

11. Fades off, goes, the scene, the voices, fade, the line of trees, the woods that fall, decay, and break

12. the dark comes down, the shouts run off into it and disappear.

13. At last the lamps go too,

14. when fog drives monstrous down the duel carriageway out to the west,

15. and even in my room

16. and on paper I do not know

17. about that grey dead pane

18. of ice that sees nothing and that nothing sees.