Poster poems: ice

The element of frozen hell and hopeless waters, the indifferent heart and the chill hand of loss. Thaw out your imagination and submit your ice-capped rimes

The first frost of winter is one of the clearest markers of change in the annual cycle of life. Nothing quite signals nature’s hibernation, the temporary cessation of growth, like a crisp layer of ice settling on the earth, whitening the grass and freezing the surface of lake and stream. Little wonder that ice has come to symbolise emotional and physical demise in so many cultural and artistic contexts.

If the hoar frost grip thy tent

Thou wilt give thanks when night is spent.

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