Poem: The Strange Properties of Snow
John Sherbino
It drapes the branches, swags the limbs,
and only falls it seems
when I'm beneath.
It feeds the streams and skiers dreams,
drifts and seeps, swirls and creeps
through parka folds and into boots.
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| "Winter in the Northern Woods" by Lawren Harris, 1915. |
[This poem appeared in the December 2016/January 2017 issue of The SCOOP.]
The Strange Properties of Snow
The Strange Properties of Snow
It drapes the branches, swags the limbs,
and only falls it seems
when I'm beneath.
It feeds the streams and skiers dreams,
drifts and seeps, swirls and creeps
through parka folds and into boots.