Saturday, October 29, 2011

My, my, my what a difference a day makes...

Yesterday this Robert Frost poem worked...

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.


Today, however, needs something different... maybe something like this from Billy Collins.

Today we woke up to a revolution of snow,
its white flag waving over everything,
the landscape vanished,
not a single mouse to punctuate the blankness,
and beyond these windows

the government buildings smothered,
schools and libraries buried, the post office lost
under the noiseless drift,
the paths of trains softly blocked,
the world fallen under this falling.

In a while I will put on some boots
and step out like someone walking in water,
and the dog will porpoise through the drifts,
and I will shake a laden branch,
sending a cold shower down on us both.

But for now I am a willing prisoner in this house,
a sympathizer with the anarchic cause of snow.
I will make a pot of tea
and listen to the plastic radio on the counter,
as glad as anyone to hear the news

that the Kiddie Corner School is closed,
the Ding-Dong School, closed,
the All Aboard Children's School, closed,
the Hi-Ho Nursery School, closed,
along with -- some will be delighted to hear --

the Toadstool School, the Little School,
Little Sparrows Nursery School,
Little Stars Pre-School, Peas-and-Carrots Day School,
the Tom Thumb Child Center, all closed,
and -- clap your hands -- the Peanuts Play School.

So this is where the children hide all day,
These are the nests where they letter and draw,
where they put on their bright miniature jackets,
all darting and climbing and sliding,
all but the few girls whispering by the fence.

And now I am listening hard
in the grandiose silence of the snow,
trying to hear what those three girls are plotting,
what riot is afoot,
which small queen is about to be brought down.

(I don't know why the pictures all clumped together here... oh well.  I'm back from shopping - checked in with our musician for tomorrow and told her not to risk making the trek in from the mountain - and now will settle back to enjoy the cold quiet.  And hallelujah: I'm going 1/2 in with our neighbor for someone to PLOW our driveway!)

4 comments:

Rev Nancy Fitz said...

We're even getting snow down here in VA. Altho it isn't sticking much or wasn't went I was out a bit ago, it seems to be snowing harder now. BTW I love George Winston. thanks

RJ said...

Great to hear from you, Nancy. Be well... another Winston fan! Yeah!!

Peter said...

Glad you're OK, James. The news reports this morning looked pretty scary.

RJ said...

All is well here: we got 18" of snow - and thanks be to God for my neighbor's snow blower! Now on to worship!

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