Leftover Winter

"The cold creeps as the fire dies at length
The snow piled up against us all day long."

"Then take some leftover winter
Leaves to strip and branches splinter
Bring on wind. Bring rain in torrents—
Colder than the season warrants
Dash it with some snow for powder
If this seems like witchcraft rather
Wind she brews a heady kettle
Gods above are not above it."