The Snow Outside my Window Sill
The Mill, 1964, by Andrew Wyeth |
I saw a city draped in snow
ferns, mohigun and that white sparrow
Snow all around,
falling mist and rising snow
Outside my window sill
I saw that frosted mill
dunk, daft deep in snow
snow, the white, the frosted
the falling snow
The cart that pulled seven hand
the cart with wheel of steel
the cart stays still & stand
in the frosted white sand
The snow with its own cadence
sneering impeccably over the mill
snow with a furlough glance
snow with a freezing stance
The white ghost of the snow
trapped the view, made it standstill
watched, reveled, enjoyed and feared
standing behind my window sill
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Loved the idea of frosted white sand Ekta!! Your words made me see snow outside my window too :)
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ReplyDeleteWell written!!
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DeleteSweet post :-) Lovely pic :-)
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DeleteGood one!!
ReplyDeleteThis flows like a soothing winter melody :-)
ReplyDeleteawesome!!
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem. Loved it.
ReplyDeleteThere is a classic touch in this poem....i also enjoyed the picture...so old worldly
ReplyDeleteI liked your personification of the snow. It really worked, which drew me in to this poem.
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Lovely!
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