She leads a winter life.
Staying put so as to hold her place
Like the city to which she belongs.
The nights are locked and the days are done.
Wherever she sets foot is ice.
She treats each person with excessive care.
And they respect her.
from A Double Sorrow: Troilus and Criseyde Book I (Faber, 2014), © Lavinia Greenlaw 2014, used by permission of the author and the publisher.