“It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it.” – John Burroughs
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“Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.” – Yoko Ono
“I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape—the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.” – Andrew Wyeth
“I pray this winter be gentle and kind—a season of rest from the wheel of the mind.” – John Geddes
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“Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity.” – Novala Takemoto
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“O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?” – Percy Bysshe Shelley
If my soul is stone / then all this anxiety / is glacial till / moving across my body. / Rough edges are dulled
by the constant rubbing / of worry, working away, / chipping and fracking ...
What is the force that makes the moon want to be with the Earth, and the Earth want to be with the Sun? You could call it gravity, but that is such a grave term for allurement. We might as well call it Love.
Many think of Antarctica as an alien place, empty and devoid of life. But Antarctica is a living place and points to the mystery of what it means for bodies—humans, planets, glaciers—to be alive, entangled, kin.