Against Winter Poem by Charles Simic

love the phrase Winter Coming, Like the last heroic soldier. It reminds me of my three cousins fighting over seas

birds seem to be a theme

Good events of winter and happiness that follows. nice to read.

Yes, I have one of his books, I particularly love the first 3 lines of this poem. It kind of fits into what I call psychological landscape poetry, which I coined to describe some of what I write.

'Winter coming. Like the last heroic soldier Of a defeated army, ' is very nice. Liked it.

La vérité est sombre sous tes paupières. Qu’est-ce que tu peux y faire? Les oiseaux se taisent; personne à qui demander. Toute la journée, tu creuseras le ciel gris. Le vent soufflant, tu trembleras comme la paille. Petit agneau falot, tu as poussé ta laine Jusqu’à ce qu’on te pourchasse avec d’énormes lames. Les mouches ont plané sur la plaie ouverte Puis, elles aussi, s’envolèrent comme les feuilles, Les branches nues tendues vers elles en vain. L’hiver vient. Comme le dernier soldat héroïque D’une armée defaite, tu tiendras ton poste, La tête dénudée sous le premier flocon. Jusqu’à ce qu’un voisin vienne te gronder, Tu es plus fou que la météo, Charlie.

''The truth is dark under your eyelids. What are you going to do about it? The birds are silent; there's no one to ask.'' La verità è scura sotto le palpebre. Che cosa vuoi fare? Gli uccelli tacciono; non c'è nessuno a cui chiedere. ''A meek little lamb'' - Un piccolo agnello mansueto

I have to agree with Julia Woodman. The first three lines of this poem are the best: The truth is dark under your eyelids. What are you going to do about it? The birds are silent; there's no one to ask.

Fantastic! Beauty, imagination, and humor all combined in one poem. I enjoyed this read tremendously. Can't wait to read more of his work.

Fantastic depiction of the aura of approaching winter and a naughty boy welcoming first snow fall with bare head and rushing to cover it after yelled by a neighbor. Enjoyed the poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points.