Winterling

An embrace of fresh bed linens ironed with French lavender water, warm rose-mint tea, spiced vanilla, blue lotus, green cedar, Shiksha and lignon berries while aromatic tendrils of juniper wood from the warm hearth gently caress the frost slowly creeping through the windowpane. And suddenly, my thoughts then turned to you Who came to me upon a winter's night, When snow-sprites round my attic window flew, Your hair disheveled, eyes aglow with light. My heart was like the weather when you came, The wanton winds were blowing loud and long; But you, with joy and passion all aflame, You danced and sang a lilting summer song. I made room for you in my little bed, Took covers from the closet fresh and warm, A downful pillow for your scented head, And lay down with you resting in my arm. - Claude McKay 1912 Art: Yuki-Onna, the Lady of the Snow by Evelyn Paul, 1912