Poem of the Day: Winter

1 / 18 / 2015

Poem of the Day: Winter BY BILLY COLLINS A little heat in the iron radiator, the dog breathing at the foot of the bed, and the windows shut tight, encrusted with hexagons of frost. I can barely hear the geese complaining in the vast sky, flying over the living and the dead, schools and prisons, and the whitened fields. Poem copyright ©2014 by Billy Collins, "Winter" (Poetry East, No. 82, 2014).  Poem reprinted by permission of Billy Collins and the publisher. BILLY COLLINS Biography  More poems by this author