Martes de literatura y frío

Hace unos días se rompió la calefacción en mi trabajo. 

Tal vez por asociación con su apellido, tal vez por la temática del poema, vinieron hoy a mi aterida mente unos versos de Robert Frost...

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.

From what I've tasted of desire

I hold with those who favor fire.

But if it had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate

To say that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice.

Lindo no?

Brrrrrrrrrrrr