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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FIRST SNOW, by MARTHA OSTENSO
First Line: Stand still in this strange glimmering
Last Line: I alone, and alone you.
Subject(s): Snow
First Line: Stand still in this strange glimmering
Last Line: I alone, and alone you.
Subject(s): Snow
Stand still in this strange glimmering
Inclosure of whiteness.
There is no living sight nor sound.
A bodiless lightness
Are we, without form or motion,
Buoyant in the soft and slow
Interlacing, mazing ghost-drift
Of the froth-clusters of snow.
We are cloistered with enchantment:
Steep walls of pearl must be
Encircling us. We are alone.
We two. Draw near to me.
What is this waltz of white myriads?
Moths gay-winged with pearl and lace --
Wilderness of cool blossom-birds --
Brief souls of this dim place?
How solitary each descends!
Almost two meet, then one,
With swift preen of crystal pinions,
Glides to faint death alone.
Draw near to me, lest we be two:
I alone, and alone you.
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