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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WINTER DAY, by ARTHUR DAVISON FICKE Poet's Biography
First Line: Gray misty world of snow
Last Line: Gem-like on any winter-sacred bough.
Alternate Author Name(s): Knish, Anne
Subject(s): Snow; Winter
First Line: Gray misty world of snow
Last Line: Gem-like on any winter-sacred bough.
Alternate Author Name(s): Knish, Anne
Subject(s): Snow; Winter
GRAY misty world of snow
Where fluttering to and fro
The clear frost-petals fly
Under a leaden sky—
Into your mists I seem to pass
Through the protecting glass,
And seem myself a snowflake, hurled
By wild winds up and down the world—
Asking of this short hour
Nothing except to feel that power
Which sustains snowflakes till in the end they must
Fall down to dust,
Having swept half the heavens; I ask no more:
Others have asked a greater gift before,
And yet, for all their pleading, rest not now
Gem-like on any winter-sacred bough.
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