Snow Today
It isn't anything so thorough as this
Fifth Avenue at 25th Street
1905
(from New York Public Library archives)
.
With no wind blowing
It sifts gently down,
Enclosing my world in
A cool white down,
A tenderness of snowing.
It falls and falls like sleep
Till wakeful eyes can close
On all the waste and loss
As peace comes in and flows,
Snow-dreaming what I keep.
Silence assumes the air
And the five senses all
Are wafted on the fall
To somewhere magical
Beyond hope and despair.
There is nothing to do
But drift now, more or less
On some great lovingness,
On something that does bless,
The silent, tender snow.
"Snow Fall" by May Sarton,
It isn't anything so thorough as this
Fifth Avenue at 25th Street
1905
(from New York Public Library archives)
. With no wind blowing
It sifts gently down,
Enclosing my world in
A cool white down,
A tenderness of snowing.
It falls and falls like sleep
Till wakeful eyes can close
On all the waste and loss
As peace comes in and flows,
Snow-dreaming what I keep.
Silence assumes the air
And the five senses all
Are wafted on the fall
To somewhere magical
Beyond hope and despair.
There is nothing to do
But drift now, more or less
On some great lovingness,
On something that does bless,
The silent, tender snow.
"Snow Fall" by May Sarton,
from Collected Poems: 1930-1993. © W.W. Norton & Company
2 comments:
used to be glued to the window when it started coming down. no chance of snow here.
lovely, Ms.
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