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This poem, published in 1959, has as its subject the earliest flower of the year, the snowdrop. The thick, tough leaves push up in late December, and flowering is most abundant in January and February. Snowdrops are resistant to frost and the coldest winter weather. Hughes expresses admiration for...
Now is the globe shrunk tight
Round the mouse’s dulled wintering heart.
Weasel and crow, as if moulded in brass,
Move through an outer darkness
Not in their right minds,
With the other deaths. She, too, pursues her ends,
Brutal as the stars of this month,
Her pale head heavy as metal.