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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ICE STORM, by CHARLOTTE BLAKE LORING
First Line: Above my head the branch no longer green
Last Line: Whose shadow had pressed heavy on my heart.
Subject(s): Birds; Snow; Trees
First Line: Above my head the branch no longer green
Last Line: Whose shadow had pressed heavy on my heart.
Subject(s): Birds; Snow; Trees
Above my head the branch no longer green
As snow bows down the hemlock to the ground,
And stiff, ice-coated twigs cold crackings sound
While silent, little, winter birds are seen.
Some large white flakes float, slanting, from between
Dead leaves, against the dark sky's purple mound;
Fir trees' pale candelabra lift around
A muted space where rustling song has been.
A sudden torch is tossed upon the world;
The dancing trees fling high their waxen tapers
Alight with diamond fire. The snow clouds part;
The feathery air in jewelled dust upwhirled
Sprinkles with sparks the dull departing vapors
Whose shadow had pressed heavy on my heart.
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