Bella Akhmadulina

• December, by Peter Tempest
  The rules of winter we obey. / We roll a snowball and run after, / Acclaim its growth with peals of laughter, / And brush the surplus snow away....
• December, by George Reavey
  We now observe the rules of winter, / and on the snow impose design / and, in play restraining laughter, / we scoop the white snow from the grou...