I really enjoy the second stanza, the analogy of somebody unraveling like candy really flows well through my head. Maybe you could even develop that analogy some more in the stanza above. The first stanza, i believe needs to be reworked a bit in both length and content. the last two lines i enjoy very much however. The two 'sweet sounds' don't really sound sweet to me, perhaps I am not hearing or saying them right aloud, perhaps they aren't meant to read aloud in that manner.

This poem definitely speaks to me. It makes me feel the warmth of a brisk becoming winter's walk. Every element is delicately presented with an earned equality, nothing is overexposed or excessively written about. What I look for in a good poem is accurate representation, or at least deserved representation of subject matter, which brings it to life, and I must say that this poem does just that. My favorite stanza: "An owl in the distance hails the deepening dusk. The wind blows off the last ...

I'll start by saying that I enjoy your spacing with "jerk ing" and "snap ing", the words read in my head really makes the image come to life, and is also good for reading aloud to others. Furthermore, what I grasp is that we are rigid, cold, statues, and that by going to others, or perhaps even ourselves is when we learn to become more gentle, more human.