Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

The Snow That Never Drifts - Poem by Emily Dickinson

The Snow that never drifts -
The transient, fragrant snow
That comes a single time a Year
Is softly driving now -

So thorough in the Tree
At night beneath the star
That it was February's Foot
Experience would swear -

Like Winter as a Face
We stern and former knew
Repaired of all but Loneliness
By Nature's Alibit -

Were every storm so spice
The Value could not be -
We buy with contrast - Pang is good
As near as memory -

Topic(s) of this poem: snow


Comments about The Snow That Never Drifts by Emily Dickinson

  • Lawrence Beck (1/8/2015 4:46:00 AM)


    This is a good poem for Emily. She got through two stanzas before lapsing into incoherence. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 8, 2015



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