the Still Room
Thursday, January 06, 2011
"Always dark... no sun... snow flying all the time, terrible storms, cold, very cold, and a great deal of ice there."
- Inuit description of Hell, recounted on Baffin Island, 1862
Saturday, January 01, 2011
'Yet in a little close, however keen
The winter comes, I find a patch of green,
Where robins, by the miser winter made
Domestic, flit and perch upon the spade"
- John Clare