Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SNOWFALL IN THE WOOD, by MARY SINTON LEITCH Poet's Biography First Line: The snow is falling ... Falling ... Now the red Last Line: Than when the snow falls softly in a wood. Subject(s): Snow | ||||||||
The snow is falling . . . falling . . . Now the red Flames of the holly flicker . . . disappear. . . . The woods are lost; -- no earth, no heaven is here, But only silence -- and the snow. A tread, As of some beast that prowls among the dead, Sounds to my heart though soundless to my ear: These are the stealthy footfalls of my fear That make more still the stillness and more dread. Stifling these curtains of the storm that, slow And noiseless, close upon me fold by fold, Shutting my spirit in to face the cold Of utter loneliness. The soul can know In all the world no deeper solitude Than when the snow falls softly in a wood. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BRIGHT SUN AFTER HEAVY SNOW by JANE KENYON SNOW FALLING THROUGH FOG by WILLIAM MATTHEWS THE SNOW FAIRY by CLAUDE MCKAY |
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