<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=473663" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Frost Roses</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ice Roses <br>Frost on windows? Not where I live now, but where <br>I grew up, winter windows had thick layers of ice. <br>And in mornings, before anyone got out of bed, I <br>carved landscape and faces and saw my work fade <br>slowly away, by noon I could see the landscape <br>I had carved through clear windows, the mountain’s <br>stream, frozen solid now, and trees; mother’s face <br>also as she was busy in the kitchen baking bread. <br>I do not miss the cold Nordic land I came from, but <br> wish windows here too have frost roses, or be as <br>blank as a new page I could write. “I love you on.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oskar+Hansen">Oskar Hansen</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=473663" data-title="Frost Roses de Oskar Hansen" data-description="Ice Roses Frost on windows? Not where I live now, but where I grew up, winter windows had thick layers of ice. And in mornings, before anyone got out of bed, I carved landscape and faces and saw my work fade slowly away, by noon I could see t..."></div> </div> </div>

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