Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Winter Dance



PHOTOGRAPHER'S JOURNAL:

Winter Dances

So many ways that snow falls! 
Sifted meal piling in a bowl 
Or cross-blown and cheek-stinging 
'Til every tree trunk is skunk-tailed down the side. 
There's raucus, chattering snow that clings as ice
And snow that clumps and thunders softly 
And weighs branches low. 
But last through yawning space, unhurriedly slow, 
Fall silent, gaping flakes of settling down
And the tired earth is quilted and quelled,
And ragged meadows dance a brittle dance.



4 comments:

Ginnie said...

I am REALLY liking your snow images, Ted. Really!

Ted Roth said...

Thank you. There is another storm on the way. This has been the best season for snow photos since I started this blog. Too bad I have missed it all.

Trotter said...

And what a dance... in the snow...

Ted Roth said...

...and I'm glad I caught the dance when I did. A new house has now been built where those grasses dance.