To The Thawing Wind
Come with rain. O loud Southwester!
Bring the singer, bring the nester;
Give the buried flower a dream;
make the settled snowbank steam;
Find the brown beneath the white;
But whate’er you do tonight,
bath my window, make it flow,
Melt it as the ice will go;
Melt the glass and leave the sticks
Like a hermit’s crucifix;
Burst into my narrow stall;
Swing the picture on the wall;
Run the rattling pages o’er;
Scatter poems on the floor;
Turn the poet out of door.
– Robert Frost –
Thank you to the Vancouver Canucks for a great season, and the fun of the playoffs. We didn’t get as far as anyone in Vancouver had hoped… but as always, we believe, and we look forward to next year. We are ALL Canucks.
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