Snow
again.
Long ago
the pane
at last
gave way;
The blast
in a fray.

Night,
drift
back to sight.
A gift
tore,
to be lived once more.

This sonnet is made entirely of the ends of the lines of Edna St. Vincent Millay’s “It came into her mind, seeing how the snow”, a technique originally applied by Raymond Queneau to the sonnets of Stéphane Mallarmé. Eight more such sonnets can be read at e.ratio.