DUST OF SNOW
The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart A change of mood And saved some part Of a day I had rued.
— Robert Frost
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THE SNOW FAIRY I Throughout the afternoon I watched them there, Snow-fairies falling, falling from the sky, Whirling fantastic in the misty air, Contending fierce for space supremacy. And they flew down a mightier force at night, As though in heaven there was revolt and riot, And they, frail things had taken panic flight [...] WINTER And the robin flew Into the air, the air, The white mist through; And small and rare The night-frost fell Into the calm and misty dell. And the dusk gathered low, And the silver moon and stars On the frozen snow Drew taper bars, Kindled winking fires In the hooded briers. And the sprawling [...] Fab time at Solitude Mountain Resort today; felt really good to get up out of the gunk, breathe some fresh, clean air and carve a few turns. Because it hasn’t snowed in several days, there was very little powder to be found … lots of crud and breakable crust, but Woodlawn (down the middle of [...] A CHRISTMAS CAROL In the bleak mid-winter Frosty winds made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak mid-winter, Long ago. Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him Nor earth sustain; Heaven and earth shall flee away When he comes to [...] LEDA HIDDEN Christmas Eve, unseasonably cold, I walk in Golden Gate Park. The winter twilight thickens. The park grows dusky before The usual hour. The sky Sinks close to the shadowy Trees, and sky and trees mingle In receding planes of vagueness. The wet pebbles on the path Wear little frills of ice like Minute, [...] ON SNOW A Riddle From Heaven I fall, though from earth I begin. No lady alive can show such a skin. I’m bright as an angel, and light as a feather, But heavy and dark, when you squeeze me together. Though candor and truth in my aspect I bear, Yet many poor creatures I help [...] A double-dose for my 200th Poetry Friday. SPELLBOUND The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me And I cannot, cannot go. The giant trees are bending Their bare boughs weighed with snow. And the storm is fast descending, And yet I cannot go. Clouds [...] You know you don’t really want a week off between cross races … you’d have to do stuff like CHORES! or spending time with the FAMILY? It’s time to get the chamois clammy … it’s time to roll in the mud and sand and dirt and grass and snow. It’s time for Clammy Chamois! For [...] STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village, though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen [...] |
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