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RIME Shivered in the shadow of five skyward pointing Firs Reached for the breath of a Hare,made a bauble of it Made chimney smoke garlands,and music from the gargle and warble of a yellow flecked Thrush Rubbed the#moonlike a coin Slid on aluminium ice for miles Held fast the glimmer of a star Fashioned a bell of ice from a sheet of frost,let a Robin perch and peal inside Painted my face with the mauve of evening Went inside, closed the door.

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