I wrestled with this poem for a long time. I thought I would run out of winter before I was satisfied with a recording. 

But then it snowed here these last couple days, and it encouraged me to fix up the most recent attempt and just get it out to you.

Here you go: "October" by Louise Gluck. 

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I heard Gluck read this poem at the end of this interview:

https://yalepodcasts.blubrry.net/2021/03/09/nobel-laureate-louise-gluck-on-teaching-and-poetry/

It's the last ten minutes. However, the whole thing is excellent! This poet won almost every literary prize imaginable, including the Nobel Prize. Along with that, she taught poetry for many decades, and she considered her teaching to have fueled and inspired her work rather than draining it. She was greatly loved by students, and known for her passion, candor, and crankiness. She HATES poetry read aloud! Oopsies.