Once again, I turn to Robert Frost, the ultimate New England poet:Dust of Snow
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.
I have a thing for crows. I love their presence. Upstanding. Sober. Determined.
A crow is not afraid to speak his mind and will give you a piece of it if you venture where he doesn't think you should be. The crow in the picture accompanying this has his eye on me, and you, and don't you forget it!
Like Frost, a crow can always save some part of my day.
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Image courtesy Library of Congress
I love Frost too. Great selection.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem.
ReplyDelete__Crows, recently, seem to have become popular among us all. This, a fine 'Frosty' choice! _m
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comments, everyone. I hope you have a lovely frosty holiday season.
ReplyDeleteThat painting is perfect with this poem. Here, we have ravens instead of crows, but they serve the same purpose. Maybe ravens are crows written in capital letters.
ReplyDeleteWhere are you from?
ReplyDeleteRavens are twice as big as crows, so I guess you'd be right about crows in capital letters.
I've had that particular crow on my desktop for years. I've even considered getting him, without the snow, as a tattoo on my shoulder. But, he would need some feet first!
Everyone needs a crow (no matter how rude) to salvage a day they've rued!
ReplyDeleteAs a writer myself, I always hold Frost up as the master. What's interesting to me about this poem is how it totally would not work if it were a black tree and a white bird.
ReplyDeleteI love this Frost poem. One of my favorites. And I like to watch crows, too. The other day, while driving, I was watching this huge murder swarm over and over again in this empty field. It was amazing, like synchronized swimming in the air. I've never seen them look so purposeful. I could have watched them for hours (um, except the people behind me had I stopped my car would not have been happy).
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