Snow fell,
bare branches received it;
Froze, dwelt,
where nought else demeaned it.
A newborn light
a lake throughout
dissolves its ice;
and lilts the lanes,
where earth again
emerges ploughed.
Inspired by, and composed in sketch form during, a walk by Jonsvatnet as far as Nedre Jervan on the 14th of January 2024, and a walk along Engelsåsveien in early spring the previous year. Mostly brought into shape on the 15th of January, and completed on the evening of the 17th. Slight tweaks in August 2025, and again in November 2025.
Last updated: 01:31 (GMT+1), 14th November 2025