We’ve had a lot more than a dusting lately, but I love this little poem. A reminder that sometimes a small thing, at the right time, makes all the difference.
Dust of Snow – by Robert Frost
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.
From Poetry Foundation.
(photo © Scott Roberts for openphoto.net CC:Attribution)
As a kid, I always loved that a man named Frost wrote quite a bit abut snow. And that he links it with my favorite bird, a crow… ah!
Thanks for this bit of dust.
I’ve been thinking of this poem over and over for the past two weeks. Beautiful! Thank you.
What a wonderfully idyllic poem for so many of us this week … we tend to overlook the beauty in our rush to create muddy tire treads. Thanks.
Oh, how I like Frost. I posted his “Choose Something Like a Star” the other day (in conjunction with Keats’s “Bright Star”). But this small little gem is lovely on a cold winter’s day.
That is a cute one!