A little snow

 Here are some lovely snow scenes from artists:

Alexis Lavine

January      by William Carlos Williams

Again I reply to the triple winds

running chromatic fifths of derision

outside my window:

                                  Play louder.

You will not succeed. I am

bound more to my sentences

the more you batter at me

to follow you.

                                  And the wind,

as before, fingers perfectly

its derisive music.

Olaf Ulbricht

 The Breathing     -  Denise Levertov, 

"An absolute
patience.
Trees stand
up to their knees in
fog. The fog
slowly flows
uphill.
White
cobwebs, the grass
leaning where deer
have looked for apples.
The woods
from brook to where
the top of the hill looks
over the fog, send up
not one bird.
So absolute, it is
no other than
happiness itself, a breathing
too quiet to hear."
 

William H. Hayes

The snow was beautiful as it fell,  and as the temperature rose, it melted from the roads and sidewalks.

Winter happiness in Greece        by Jack Gilbert

“The world is beyond us even as we own it.

It is a hugeness in which we climb toward.

A place only the wind knows, the kingdom

of the moon which breathes a thousand years

at a time. Our soul and the body hold each other

tenderly in their arms like Charles Lamb

and his sister walking again to the madhouse.

Hand in hand, tears on their faces, him carrying

her suitcase. Blow after blow on our heart

as we grope through the flux for footholds,

grabbing for things that won’t pull loose.

They fail us time after time and we slide back

without understanding where we are going.

Remembering how the periodic table of the elements

didn’t fit the evidence for half a century.

Until they understood what isotopes were.”