The imagery in this is unbelievable.
Wow.

Lovely, great imagery and as always, wonderfully descriptive.

I'm reading my way through your poems right now, and I just had to stop a moment to review and get my thoughts together.

Your writing is very rife with wonderful imagery, and it's really apparent in this poem.

"as we watch the boys re-enact scenes from Hamletwith icicles for weapons andthe only blood shed is the dew of melting daggers."

The above is really, really great, and there's a sort of comfortable "creakiness" in your writing. I'm sure you don't know what I mean, but, how should I put this; It feels like I should be curled up under a blanket with a cup of tea, reading these poems (and this one in particular) from a thick, leather-bound book.

Very good, as the bottom line, that is.

beautiful beautiful images, so whimsical, like frosted glass

wow. this is charming and cozy, simple and creative. I love the little images and likenesses you throw in like nothing ("sagging mouths of old dormitories" and snow "darting like frightened geese") there is so much sensory imagery-the hot/cold tension and all of the light flying around. amazing. going into my favorites.

(first of all, thank-you for your review, it was extremely helpful)- anyway, about this poem, i loved how it all seemed to filled with warmth & everything, it made me forget the title, the ending was so chilling because of all the warmth you put above it. you did a wonderful job.

A beautifully written poem. Wonderful job!

wow this is so sweet and uplifting. it really is a beautiful scene you paintt and with your unique and strikingly vivid descriptions you make it ao real. "window panes spidered with ice" -geeze the brilliance.

Oh, this was lovely and perfect. I could see everything perfectly--I live in Florida, and would like to school up north, and this is how I would love my first winter in college to be.

Absolutely beautiful. Keep writing.

I like the end... to be content with not knowing. It seems after going through some classes at school, I look at things in a scientific way, and it just ruins life. Great job with this.

This is gorgeous. Brittlebeautiful in a sense. I adore the imagery and diction (as always with your poetry). Breathing crystals is such a wonderful concept. Lovely, so very lovely.

i love the expressive description, congratulations, i could SEE this poem happening. it is really well done. the imagery spills out of the words, i love it.

Extremely descriptive."window panes spidered with ice", that's imagery, this whole poem oozes with action that has been brought forth in unique word choices.

o, i love this, adore it actually, the imagery was incredible, made me feel so content and happy, warm in the cold, it's very wintery and stands as such a lovely slice of life, beautifully done, love love love love it times a billion