David Berman

(4 January 1967 / Williamsburg, Virginia)

Snow - Poem by David Berman

Walking through a field with my little brother Seth

I pointed to a place where kids had made angels in the snow.
For some reason, I told him that a troop of angels
had been shot and dissolved when they hit the ground.

He asked who had shot them and I said a farmer.


Then we were on the roof of the lake.
The ice looked like a photograph of water.

Why he asked. Why did he shoot them.

I didn't know where I was going with this.

They were on his property, I said.


When it's snowing, the outdoors seem like a room.

Today I traded hellos with my neighbor.
Our voices hung close in the new acoustics.
A room with the walls blasted to shreds and falling.

We returned to our shoveling, working side by side in silence.


But why were they on his property, he asked.


Comments about Snow by David Berman

  • (12/9/2018 9:53:00 AM)


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  • (11/29/2018 9:28:00 AM)


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  • (11/29/2018 9:10:00 AM)


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  • (11/28/2018 2:39:00 PM)


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    (11/29/2018 11:36:00 AM)

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  • (11/20/2018 10:40:00 AM)


    the story is light and cheerful! (Report) Reply

  • (11/20/2018 10:39:00 AM)


    idk i kida lik it
    it taks a pont o angls
    (Report) Reply

  • (11/8/2018 9:25:00 AM)


    this story is so dark i don't want to read or listen to it again. (Report) Reply

    (11/20/2018 10:25:00 AM)

    it is only children speaking

  • (11/8/2018 9:00:00 AM)


    opinions, feelings, values, or ideas of the narrator? (Report) Reply

  • (11/8/2018 8:55:00 AM)


    what is the authors opinions, feelings, values, or ideas? (Report) Reply

  • (11/5/2018 9:00:00 AM)


    i get it now sorry i am so darn stiup (Report) Reply

  • (11/5/2018 8:56:00 AM)


    i don't get it when do u start to read. this is crazy (Report) Reply

  • (10/30/2018 9:06:00 AM)


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  • (10/24/2018 10:19:00 AM)


    yo butts ate meh yesterdayand you needs clean you crack ok... boutta beat meh meat do do do doooooo (Report) Reply

  • (10/24/2018 10:18:00 AM)


    i fuckked yo in my jeep (Report) Reply

    (11/15/2018 9:33:00 AM)

    who would ever do you

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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