snowman

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


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 the 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 listen the snow 

and nothing himself behold

nothing that is not there and the nothing that is..


Submitted: September 03, 2021

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Senna45

Nice poem

Fri, September 3rd, 2021 3:04pm

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thank you

Fri, September 3rd, 2021 8:07am

CigarGuy1

Beautiful...

Fri, September 3rd, 2021 8:49pm

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Thank you so much...

Fri, September 3rd, 2021 7:14pm

Poetshri

Lovely poem. Have you visited any snow mountain?

Sat, September 4th, 2021 9:11am

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thank you for the comment. I've never made a snowman. Because I am in Sri Lanka.
It does not snow in Sri Lanka

Sat, September 4th, 2021 2:28am

Ryan Eron

I would like to see snow nice poem I enjoyed it

Fri, October 15th, 2021 4:53am

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