oh how beautifully the year begins / the blazing starts, the terror dims

SNOW The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was Spawning snow and pink roses against it Soundlessly collateral and incompatible: World is suddener than we fancy it. World is crazier and more of it than we think, Incorrigibly plural. I peel and portion A tangerine and spit the pips and feel The drunkenness of things being various. And the fire flames with a bubbling sound for world Is more spiteful and gay than one supposes – On the tongue on the eyes on the ears in the palms of your hands – There is more than glass between the snow and the huge roses.

Louis McNiece (thanks to whiskyriver)