Winter Thunder
The rumbling at midnight
From the thick black roof —
Snow announcing
It's no longer aloof
But determined to smother
In roughhouse affection
Shrub and woodpile,
Shovel and trash can —
The fierce avalanche
Makes me shiver,
Fear that Zeus,
Taker, Giver,
Is not on Olympus
In history dead,
But lives in my attic
Right overhead.
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