Monday, January 28, 2013

Monday Poetry Stretch - Snow

We've had a snow day and an early dismissal in the last week due to "snow." I quote snow because as someone who grew up outside of Rochester, NY and lived, worked and went to grad school in Buffalo, I do know a bit about snow. This stuff in Virginia ain't it!

In celebration of seeing a bit of the white stuff, my son and I have been reading books about the science of snow--how it forms, it's shapes, symmetry, etc. I'm focused on hexagons and the number six. If I were insanely creative, I'd invent a poetry form related to snow crystals, but alas, I've tried and come up with nothing. So instead, let's write about snow. 

Leave me a note about your poem and I'll share the results in time for Poetry Friday.

(You can see more snowflake images like the one above at SnowCrystals.com.)

9 comments:

  1. Snowflakes

    When snowflakes fall—
    so soft,
    so white—
    I cup my hands
    like bowls
    of rice
    to catch
    these lacy
    stars
    of ice.
    But when the sky—
    so cold,
    so bright—
    turns out its
    snowy
    winter light,
    I climb
    in bed
    to dream
    all night.

    (c) jgk, 2006

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  2. Snow

    Snow blows brightly
    down the still street
    in the dark.

    Snow touches whitely
    bare branches
    with black bark.

    Snow glows slightly
    in the backyard
    at dawn.

    Snow falls lightly
    but lays heavy
    on the lawn.

    --Kate Coombs, 2013
    all rights reserved

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  3. damp woodlands in thaw;
    apple cinnamon pancakes
    dusted with sugar

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  4. FLAKES FLUTTER

    Flakes
              flut
          ter
    from downy sky
    tiny
        dancers
              pirouetting
    in layers of
    glistening
      snow
          white
                tulle
         twisting
                    swirling
                dip
          ping
              twirling
    before
         whispering
    their
         final
    bow.

    © Carol Weis, all rights reserved

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    1. Looking at it now, wish I'd switched swirling and twirling.

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  5. I couldn't figure out which one to use so I'm posting all three. Is there a favorite any of you?

    One is Free Verse
    Two is Cinquain
    Three is Haiku.



    SNOWFLAKE

    Six liquid stands
    Unified in brotherhood
    Drift down to visit.
    Their short life
    Disintegrates
    in my palm,
    Goodbye friend.

    SNOWFLAKE #2

    Six
    Liquid strands drift
    Down to visit, their life
    Disintegrates in my palm, good-
    bye friend.

    SNOWFLAKE #3

    Six liquid strands land,
    Disintegrate in my palm,
    Goodbye frozen friend.

    (C) Charles Waters 2013 all rights reserved.

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  6. I wrote this last January

    Weather Deniers

    How can you deny the change
    when January has become
    the very Florida of the year?
    Thermometers perspire,
    inspire walkers, who stride
    across missing snowbanks,
    arms bare.
    Are you unaware
    that this is no ordinary thaw?
    There’s a flaw in your thinking.
    Mud and bud before March.
    Even the daffs are threatening,
    raising their green shafts
    like swords, and squirrels
    digging up their buried nuts.

    ©2013 Jane Yolen all rights reserved

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