Poem of the week – January by John Updike

thin-ice-17996_640It’s back! We haven’t had a poem of the week for a little while but Stu, a librarian based at Seacroft has been busy finding some wintery gems that I will share over the coming weeks.

The days are short,
 The sun a spark,
 Hung thin between
 The dark and dark.
 Fat snowy footsteps
 Track the floor.
 Milk bottles burst
 Outside the door.
 The river is
 A frozen place
 Held still beneath
 The trees of lace.
 The sky is low.
 The wind is gray.
 The radiator
 Purrs all day.