Winter Night

 

Pile high the hickory and the light

Log of chestnut struck by the blight.

Welcome in the winter night.

The day has gone in hewing and felling,

Sawing and drawing wood to the dwelling

For the night of talk and story-telling.

Indian Stories

(2008)

Morgan Weistling

(1964-

American western artist

Picture courtesy/Amazon.com

These are the hours that give the edge

To the blunted axe and the bent wedge,

Straighten the saw and lighten the sledge.

Here are question and reply,

And the fire reflected in the thinking eye.

So peace, and let the bob-cat cry.

Photograph courtesy/Wikipedia

"Winter Night"
Edna St. Vincent Millay
February 22, 1892-October 19, 1950
American lyrical poet and playwright