Snowstorm in the night—
the children await the news
at the radio

Winter solstice—
the last passer-by
crossing by the slush

Longest night—
the grandma spins the wool
at the window

Winter solstice—
listening to the rhapsody
on the old gramophone

Footmarks
on the frosted snow—
the shortest day

At the trellis
a bird eats frosted grape—
the solstice’s day