Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FROZEN FIRE, by FLORIS CLARK MCLAREN First Line: The air is full of diamond dust tonight Last Line: How bitter black that trail to town! Subject(s): Frost | ||||||||
I The air is full of diamond dust tonight, Cold glittering sparks between us and the snow: The hills are ragged etchings, black and white, pointed with stars; The crowding spruces go, A still black army, down to the curving shore. The frost lights glitter on every twig and brier Till we set intruding feet on the jewelled floor And shatter the cranberry bushes' frozen fire. II The still cold sharpens as the sun goes down; The frost-fog thickens; Plumes of white smoke stand Straight up from every chimney. Near at hand A husky lifts a wailing quivering cry; The low hills hold the sound Answered, repeated, till from all around The husky chorus swells to the winter sky. III Against the blue of spruces, and the grey Of bare-boughed poplar, suddenly As though a snowdrift burst in scattering fragments, Ptarmigan rise with heavy whir of wings, Show for a moment clear among the branches, The disappear, White lost on white again. IV The northern sky Is pale transparent green Where one lost star Has climbed the snowy peak, to see The world. V No whisper stirs the valley Where blue dusk already lies; But where that sunset-reddened tusk Stabs the cold skies, The air is lashed and torn, As great winds blow Across the peak, to lift the frozen snow In gleaming haze, Till streaming snow plumes fly Above the valley in the sunset sky. VI The hills are changed today, The white mist shows Ravines unseen before. The bare peaks stand Separate; as though last night They moved apart, and pausing now Exchange slow stare for stare, Like grey old men With ragged shawls tight-drawn. VII The pines stand dark against the sky, Northern Lights are streaming high, Far along the snowy trail Sounds the prowling wolf-pack's wail; Cold and swift the night comes down: How bitter black that trail to town! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WATER LACE AND WHITE EYES by ELEANOR WILNER SAPPHO AND PHAON: 2. THE TEMPLE OF CHASTITY by MARY DARBY ROBINSON THE POWERFUL by WILLIAM ROSE BENET BALLADE OF MID-WINTER NIGHTS by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN NO MORE THAN THE SLOW STREAM by FLORIS CLARK MCLAREN |
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