Wednesday, 25 November 2009

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 (1874 - 1963)

*****

*today, in my case, a blackbird

image courtesy of The Wyoming Almanac
which I enjoy reading
but I think that the Home supplement
is better in The Ozark Gazette.

10 comments:

  1. A poem to bring joy, and a smile to my heart. Thankyou kindly.

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  2. lovely poem and lovely picture - but please no snow, not yet. Knowing how the UK grinds to a halt at the first sniff of winter I can't stand the complication of snow to the morning's taxi run - I just don't have time to fit it into the schedule :o) Although a couple of feet (enough to close all the schools would be enough to save me from going in today to face the Ofsted inspectors - now there's a thought)

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  3. Lovely poem.
    Paola

    PS Snow? We have 26.5°C right now with full on SUN.

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  4. See?
    This
    is
    the epitome
    of
    ALICE.

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  5. oh I do love Robert Frost's poetry...


    snow??????

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  6. My poetry professor used to refer to Robert Frost as 'Bob', which always made him sound more like a fishing buddy than a poet!

    Do you really have snow?

    K x

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  7. Sigh.... I love Robert Frost.

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  8. Blackbird is so right to have given you the award........ what a lovely poem you found to "illustrate" being given it.

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  9. Oh! Oh! I'm famous! You know, maybe I really should start an Ozark Gazette. I could use it to promote my calendula potions.

    No snow here in the semi-Ozarks just yet...

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