Author’s Note: I love snow and have written about it a number of times (and am actually doing so now). This poem touches on memories of snow in three different places, one from many years ago. In this poem, I was struck by the planes and angles in the snow landscape, and then reached back to other snows, other times.
14 Inches of Snow
A white ocean
the geometry of thick snow atop bare branches
of wind swirling the snow down the street
of snow plowed into hills
of a teenage boy sliding down the hills on a skateboard.
White softness weightless
ness pure powder falling through space
falling through the night
mingled with the ducks’ calls from the frozen pond.
I remember when we ice-skated
at night in Loring Park
while the silent snow
fell slowly all about us.
♦
Madeleine Cohen Oakley is a retired librarian in upstate New York. She loves words, language, and grammar, and is a firm believer in the serial comma. She especially loves working with children to write poetry. Oakley has participated in writing programs at The Writer’s Center, in Bethesda, Maryland.
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2 Responses
I love snow too. Thank you.
It is a pleasure to read about the beauty and pure white softness of snow, with adjoining memories of silence as it “fell slowly all about us.” What a wonderful break from all the political noise these days.