In the Bleak Midwinter

More snow today, snow on snow. It's been piling up inch by inch lately, but that doesn't necessarily make for a contemplative experience. Maybe it does for a short while, as the snow comes down, but then the snow blowers rev up. Bleak midwinters aren't what they used to be, in other words.

I might be wrong, but the carol "In the Bleak Midwinter," based on the poem by Christina Rossetti, doesn't seem to get as much attention on this side of the Atlantic as it should. Maybe we don't like carols with "bleak" in their titles.

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In the bleak midwinter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter,
Long ago.