Thursday, December 28, 2006

Poetry Thursday - A Mind of Winter

One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;

And have been cold a long time
To behold the junipers shagged with ice,
The spruces rough in the distant glitter

Of the January sun; and not to think
Of any misery in the sound of the wind,
In the sound of a few leaves,

Which is the sound of the land
Full of the same wind
That is blowing in the same bare place

For the listener, who listens in the snow,
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.

Wallace Stevens, The Snow Man

There is an original Thursday haiku offering here.


Chrissie said...

Beautiful pics and words!

Maya's Granny said...

Snow is so peaceful and calming. It covers the ugly places and makes all lovely.

silverlight said...

Snow makes an entire new world.
Even though it's cold. Winter yet has a fantasy to it.

Rowan said...

A beautiful poem and a beautiful image Cate. I wish it looked like that here,we have mild,grey damp weather that lowers the spirits so.