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Somewhere below! Thanks for sharing.

This is a wistful poem full of concrete and expressive imagery. I love that you included an igloo and an ice fishing hole. I've seen several igloos here in my neighborhood as our weather has been below zero for days now. It's cold. The line, Crack spread with the weight of regret speaks volumes to me. The darkness and gloom weighs heavily on us all, but the memories of summer still brings a twinkle to the eye and there is hope in the fishing line dropped through the hole in the ice. This is a great poem, representing a wide range of emotion and feeling, yet anchored to the earth with your images of winter, summer, and ice fishing. Well done Edmund! :)