Thursday, September 16, 2010

The Snow Storm Comments

Rating: 4.3

The Great soft downy snow storm like a cloak
Descends to wrap the lean world head to feet;
It gives the dead another winding sheet,
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Ethelwyn Wetherald
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Terry Craddock 22 August 2014

A beautifully written poem, I loved these lines the most for their imaginative freshness It gives the dead another winding sheet, It buries all the roofs until the smoke Seems like a soul that from its clay has broke. Even the first line seems to invite the reader in warm tucked up in bed, with the line 'The Great soft downy snow storm like a cloak' or perhaps, it is the eternal invitation to go out and explore the new winter white changes coming in an Autumn storm?

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the snow always muffles the sounds of Winter and is beautiful to watch as lacy snowflakes dance on the wind..how beautiful this poem is as in your words you capture the essence and spirit of the season..

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Savita Tyagi 22 August 2014

Beautiful poem. smoke like soul broken from its clay. Loved the lines.

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Gajanan Mishra 22 August 2013

giving radiant answer to the sun, I like it.

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Anita Sehgal 22 August 2012

Every sound It hushes to the footstep of a nun. Beautiful

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Karen Sinclair 22 August 2012

beautifully descriptive and full of atmosphere, if a little predictable by todays standards but i do agree with veeraiyah the last line just lifts the whole piece

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Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 22 August 2012

a good pizza poem! The last line is remarkable!

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Ethelwyn Wetherald

Ethelwyn Wetherald

Rockwood, Ontario
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