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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SNOW, by EMILY DICKINSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: It sifts from leaden sieves
Last Line: Denying they have been.
Subject(s): Snow
First Line: It sifts from leaden sieves
Last Line: Denying they have been.
Subject(s): Snow
IT sifts from leaden sieves,
It powders all the wood,
It fills with alabaster wool
The wrinkles of the road.
It makes an even face
Of mountain and of plain, --
Unbroken forehead from the east
Unto the east again.
It reaches to the fence,
It wraps it, rail by rail,
Till it is lost in fleeces;
It flings a crystal veil
On stump and stack and stem, --
The summer's empty room,
Acres of seams where harvests were,
Recordless, but for them.
It ruffles wrists of posts,
As ankles of a queen, --
Then stills its artisans like ghosts,
Denying they have been.
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