More Snow The snow, the snow, the silent snow Comes down & piles up all around In seamless drifts & (as we go) Covers up every inch of ground. It dances lightly in the air & weaves & wavers as it falls. Softly alighting here & there It drapes the trees in lacy shawls Till all that’s left for miles to view Are pallid prospects, greying skies & scenes of such a nameless hue They act like anodyne on the eyes. Grey interwoven into … [Read more...]
Daniel Cleary: “Fireside”
I "met" Daniel Cleary over Facebook. He lives in Chicago and we know people in common so it is surprising I have not met him in reality. I enjoy his posts, whether they are his original paintings (Dan is a visual artist) or his own poems or work by Yeats. He posted this poem as a Thanksgiving wish, and, admiring it, I asked if I could post it here too. Daniel Cleary was nice enough to let me use it and mentioned that "Fireside" received an honorable mention in a … [Read more...]