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On a Folksy Winter Day


Songs for the months to come,
and for those of us who need them.

“October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.”
— J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phœnix.

“L'automne a déjà ses rouges ramées
L'hiver est déjà sous l'or des ramures
Mais que peut l'hiver mon enfant aimée
Si demeure en nous le divin murmure
Si quand le feu meurt monte la fumée
Et garde la nuit le goût noir des mûres”
— Louis Aragon, Le Nouveau Crève-Cœur.

Carl Fredik Hill, Winter Sunset with a Rider and a Rearing Horse.

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