A nice, cozy, safe shelter!
It’s that time of the year again…
The form of this Wordsworthian sonnet refers back to 16th and 17th century sonnets, much like the reference to Proteus recalls Milton’s description of the Old Man of the Sea, and Triton Spenser’s figure of the sea-god.
Trees aren’t just still standing timber. Not even poplars.
Run with me, Brother Wolf.
Teach me to be like a wolf, stronger than fear, faster than cold.