Monday, January 11, 2010

Snow Day















When men were all asleep the snow came flying,
In large white flakes falling on the city brown,
Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying,
Hushing the latest traffic of the drowsy town;
Deadening, muffling, stifling its murmurs failing;
Lazily and incessantly floating down and down:
Silently sifting and veiling road, roof and railing;
Hiding difference, making unevenness even,
Into angles and crevices softly drifting and sailing.
All night it fell, and when full inches seven
It lay in the depth of its uncompacted lightness,
The clouds blew off from a high frosty heaven;
And all woke earlier for the unaccustomed brightness
Of the winter dawning, the strange unheavenly glare:
The eye marvelled - marvelled at the dazzling whiteness;
The ear hearkened to the stillness of the solemn air;
No sound of wheel rumbling nor of foot falling,
And the busy morning cries came thin and spare.
Then boys I heard, as they went to school, calling,
They gathered up the crystal manna to freeze
Their tongues with tasting, their hands with snowballing;
Or rioted in a drift, plunging up to the knees;
Or peering up from under the white-mossed wonder!
"O look at the trees!" they cried, "O look at the trees!"
With lessened load a few carts creak and blunder,
Following along the white deserted way,
A country company long dispersed asunder:
When now already the sun, in pale display
Standing by Paul's high dome, spread forth below
His sparkling beams, and awoke the stir of the day.
For now doors open, and war is waged on the snow;
And trains of sombre men, past tale of number,
Tread along brown paths, as toward their toil they go;
But even for them awhile no cares encumber
Their minds diverted; the daily word is unspoken,
The daily thoughts of labour and sorrow slumber
At the sign of the beauty that greets them,
for the charm they have broken.




London Snow
by Robert Bridges, 1844-1930
English
Hoping you have a happy snow day,

5 comments:

Miss Jen said...

Blessings to you~ dear Paula!
Enjoy your snow...
wish you could send me some!!

Love~ Jen

Kim said...

You are a gem in the snow, Paula! I am honored that you have visited my humble blog. You are inspiring and I need it in this snowy world we have right now.

Barbara said...

The poem says it as it is.
I am looking forward to it all being gone though. We are in our fourth week.

Kim said...

I didn't realize, duh, that you had closed your bed and breakfast till just now!..I'm not very observant on the side bars of the blogs, obviously. Did you enjoy the bed and breakfast business? Seems like so much work but enticing any way.

Paula said...

Kim, we LOVED our B&B, and we were sad to close it, but we did so for a good reason - adopting a baby and wishing all our extra time and energy to go to him or her. Someday we may decide to open up the B&B again, but for now we will continue to live in the house and enjoy all the extra space for our family. It was always a lot of work, but it was worthwhile. We met some of the most wonderful people in the world and made lifelong friends of many of them!