By Richard Meier
The pavement/road distinction softened early on;
and soon enough one shrub looked much like any other.
A few things seemed to gain, however: garden chairs,
for instance, showing off their plump, pristine new cushions.
And still it snowed, till gross shapes only
defined the simplifying world.
This is more like it! all the tall things crowed, 
their voices shrill, then shriller,
as if they now could never come, the thaw,
the colour.

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