Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SNOWFALL IN THE WOOD, by MARY SINTON LEITCH



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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.





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