Black Frost

The kiss among diving trees as from the jack-o-lantern                                 house the dread- ful speeches of our other out-                 wreathing in a cone. Shadows harrowing the stones,                 we dream ourselves in breath.

                The kiss among diving trees as from the jack-o-lantern                                 house the dread-
ful speeches of our other out-                 wreathing in a cone.
Shadows harrowing the stones,                 we dream ourselves in breath.
ful speeches of our other out-                 wreathing in a cone.