The Hunters in the Snow
1962
The over-all picture is winter
Icy mountains
In the background the return
From the hunt it is toward evening
From the left
Sturdy hunters lead in
Their pack the inn-sign
Hanging from
A broken hinge is a stag a crucifix
Between his antlers the cold
Inn yard
Is deserted but for a huge bonfire
That flares wind-driven it is tended by
Women who cluster
About it to the right beyond
The hill is a pattern of skaters
Brueghel the painter
Concerned with it all has chosen
A winter-struck bush for his
Foreground to
Complete the picture.
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