Winter is the inspiration behind melancholic ballads and heavyhearted lyrics. I’m a sucker for wintery emo songs sung by crooning sensitive white boys. As much as I love Caetano Veloso, Rufus Thomas, and the Dream, I have to give a little internet high five to my fair-skinned brothas.
White Flight – Augustine
Rolling Stones – Wild Horses
Jeremy Jay – Winter Wonder
Japan – Ghosts
and by the biggest white boy crooner of all time: my fave, poet Mr. Richard Howard
Continuing
Manners of this time this place
moderate me.
Weather grows accustomed, space
more or less free
To take whatever shape you left
in the soft air,
Memories of the eyeball fixed
but not forced there.
It is an anyhow world
I wander, run
Now to such days, corroding, cold
for the season
But never too white for spring.