Betty MacDonald, big snowflakes and Winter poems

 

Betty MacDonald: 

“ Big snowflakes fluttered slowly through the air like white feathers and made all of the Heavenly Valley smooth and white and quiet and beautiful.

Tall fir trees stood up to their knees in snow and their outstretched hands were heaped with it. 

Those that were bare of leaves wore soft white fur on their scrawny, reaching arms and all the stumps and low bushes had been turned into fat white cupcakes.”  

 

Betty MacDonald, a very special politician and a year ago 

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Winter Poems

Perfect for snowy days and long nights by the fire.

• • The Curtain

  Hayden Carruth

         Just over the horizon a great machine of death is roaring and rearing
         We can hear it always. Earthquake, starvation, the ever-renewing sun of corpse-flesh.
  
  
• • The Snow Is Deep on the Ground

  Kenneth Patchen

         The snow is deep on the ground.
         Always the light falls
         Softly down on the hair of my belovèd.
• • Sonnet 97: How like a winter hath my absence been

  William Shakespeare

         How like a winter hath my absence been
         From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
• • Winter Love

  Linda Gregg

         I would like to decorate this silence,
         but my house grows only cleaner

SNOWY WONDER

• • Lines: The cold earth slept below

  Percy Bysshe Shelley

         The cold earth slept below;
         Above the cold sky shone;
• • White-Eyes

  Mary Oliver

         In winter
         all the singing is in
         the tops of the trees
• • Crossing the Square

  Grace Schulman

         Squinting through eye-slits in our balaclavas,
         we lurch across Washington Square Park
• • Winter Trees

  William Carlos Williams

         All the complicated details
         of the attiring and
         the disattiring are completed!
• • Choices

  Tess Gallagher

         Suddenly, in every tree,
         an unseen nest
         where a mountain
         would be.
• • Horses in Snow

  Roberta Hill

         Lips touching lips,
         did that break my horizon
         as much as those horses broke my belief?
• • The Darkling Thrush

  Thomas Hardy

         I leant upon a coppice gate
         When Frost was spectre-grey

THE BLIZZARD OF THE SELF

• • Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

  Robert Frost

         Whose woods these are I think I know.
         His house is in the village though;
• • Blizzard

  William Carlos Williams

         Snow:
         years of anger following
         hours that float idly down —
• • Ice

  Gail Mazur

         In the warming house, children lace their skates,
         bending, choked, over their thick jackets.
• • A Winter Daybreak above Vence

  James Wright

         The night’s drifts
         Pile up below me and behind my back,

WINTER IS COMING

• • Beyond the Red River

  Thomas McGrath

         The birds have flown their summer skies to the south,
         And the flower-money is drying in the banks of bent grass
• • After Apple-Picking

  Robert Frost

         My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree
         Toward heaven still,

THE SHORTEST MONTH

• • February

  Margaret Atwood

         Winter. Time to eat fat
         and watch hockey. In the pewter mornings, the cat,
• • February Evening in New York

  Denise Levertov

         As the stores close, a winter light
         opens air to iris blue,
• • Late February

  Ted Kooser

         The first warm day,
         and by mid-afternoon
         the snow is no more
         than a washing
         strewn over the yards,