Cold, delicately as the dark snow,
A fox's nose touches twig, leaf;
Two eyes serve a movement, that now
And again now, and now, and now
Sets neat prints into the snow.
"The Thought-Fox", line 10 - The Hawk in the Rain (1957)
Cold, delicately as the dark snow,
A fox's nose touches twig, leaf;
Two eyes serve a movement, that now
And again now, and now, and now
Sets neat prints into the snow.
"The Thought-Fox", line 10 - The Hawk in the Rain (1957)