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The Snow Outside my Window Sill

Tuesday, January 28, 2014 , 16 Comments

The Mill, 1964, by Andrew Wyeth 
Through my window, outside the sill
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

The autor is half Human, half machine. Go Figure or just revel in what I write


  1. Loved the idea of frosted white sand Ekta!! Your words made me see snow outside my window too :)

    1. Awww thank you for your lovely compliments Reshma :)

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  3. This flows like a soothing winter melody :-)

  4. There is a classic touch in this poem....i also enjoyed the old worldly

  5. I liked your personification of the snow. It really worked, which drew me in to this poem.



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