winter Archives

Snow in the Suburbs

Thomas Hardy (1840-1928) Every branch big with it, Bent every twig with it; Every fork like a white web-foot; Every

James Russell Lowell (1819-1891) The snow had begun in the gloaming, And busily all the night Had been heaping field

Edith Nesbit (1858-1924) The white snow falls on hill and dale, The snow falls white by square and street, Falls

Wallace Stevens (1879-1955) One must have a mind of winterTo regard the frost and the boughsOf the pine-trees crusted with snow;

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) The Snow that never drifts — The transient, fragrant snow That comes a single time a Year

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882) Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,Arrives the snow, and, driving o’er the fields,Seems nowhere to

Dafydd ap Gwilym Across North Wales The snowflakes wander, A swarm of white bees. Over the woods A cold

John Clare (1793-1864) The winter comes; I walk alone,I want no bird to sing;To those who keep their hearts their

Let us walk in the white snow
In a soundless space;
With footsteps quiet and slow,
At a tranquil pace,
Under veils of white lace.