the washer-woman, the frowning boy
Berlin, Baku, Bucharest —
everyone’s gone ‘neath death’s blanket
yet this December morning,
grown-ups are pitching and donking
it’s snow-melee ! Pity the hapless cyclist
& his immortal hat.
I could watch this all day. (If the video takes too long to load, you can find it here.)
And if that’s not enough, here’s Bang on a Can from 2016 with John Luther Adams’ piece In a Treeless Place, Only Snow. Just chill.