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)