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In this cryptic snow To the Caspian Sea And what was our clue A synaesthesia on redoubt Double to our colour red And to our knowledge back A pittance of snow And merciless clue That Putin was away And crawled to the lectern Thoughts to ovens- and blasts of heat For the simple remain With no response At Winter will For fighting this jersey Of ‘proximate time In early doorstep A thought for you,- in this place of nine and sheep

Then to know waiver That this, where we are To packs of wolves And little green men We will be- where we are And so is Ukraine Our confidence first In better lecterns And days to last For the snow

And in verse to recoil Why senses dawn And lucky renew Our first light As we pray And seeing us through To the main hour In witness be Flashes aglow And better then The lights of harbour Shone and heard In excitation rain And energy existence Our time of peril Turned into Water In night rebuke To the Travis we kept Who stood in favour If obvious fact And gift known That Winter kites And flashes of understanding Ended their War And so is life To decorate fowl With hardened esteem Flocking here In the cloth- of my energy country To solace new And to the sea In wayfore design And to our thought The Sussex boy New to favour Of our house And this third of June The lucky one; us To random be When nights bereft Of hissing dew And peril

But such atone The Erasmus shone To thousand degree And rain for six and ten Bringing us here To Canada snow In then soon Overjoyed to us Mark The thoughts to free What we hold and then Witnessing how Our better And our best To deploy.