Thursday, January 1, 2004

The House Of Dust: Part 02: 11: Snow Falls. The Sky Is Grey, And Sullenly Glares Comments

Rating: 2.9

Snow falls. The sky is grey, and sullenly glares
With purple lights in the canyoned street.
The fiery sign on the dark tower wreathes and flares...
The trodden grass in the park is covered with white,
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Conrad Potter Aiken
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Susan Williams 31 January 2015

This poem does have beauty. It is beautiful like a boa constrictor- sleek, graceful, powerful, perfect in its design. A raw, tortured look at life under a blanket of gilded snow.

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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 29 January 2015

A city life and its different characters are included in the poem about snow and it is wonderfully carved out. A nice beautiful poem.

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Conrad Potter Aiken

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