Al Filreis leads a close reading of Joseph Massey’s poem “Polar Low” 

I lived in a trailer in Anchorage, Alaska, and it was shagged with ice during the winter.

Winter is an instance of meditation, empoverishment and emptiness... the lack of sun, activity, helps you just sit and turn inwards, inside your trailer...:)

the trailer is frozen but it's in itself a mobile thing - the poet is still mobile even if he is frozen.

a trailer can be a home but it can be moved it's not fixed.

The one guy never saw a double wide trailer? He'll never be a writer. Trailers are one of the most basic of living arrangement's among the common working people in Capitalistic America.

The comment about peering out of the windshield and sensory perception becoming a vision of nothing is incisive. However, Al's knowledge about "double wides" depends too much on cultural stereotypes and probably little time where winter can easily engulf a trailer, lived in or uninhabited. Polar Low does examine the nothing of Stevens but the use of the thinning white thickets surrounding the double wide brings to mind Stevens "Anecdote of a Jar." Anecdote of the Jar Related Poem Content Details By Wallace Stevens I placed a jar in Tennessee, And round it was, upon a hill. It made the slovenly wilderness Surround that hill. The wilderness rose up to it, And sprawled around, no longer wild. The jar was round upon the ground And tall and of a port in air. It took dominion everywhere. The jar was gray and bare. It did not give of bird or bush, Like nothing else in Tennessee.