From the Poetry Foundation this splendid meditation on the change of season Up North. I love the image of the darkness closing in outside forcing the poet to look in. Winter used to be that time of less activity and more conversation and thoughtfulness yet nowadays we create our own light. Down south I find myself measuring daylight and darkness in the mornings as I ride home and prepare to walk Rusty...or I did before I got stuck in rehab! I hope you enjoy it.