The Snow

The Snow
by Theodora Goss

Listen: The snow is falling
with a whisper to the ground,
and it settles on the grasses
like a cold white shawl.

What do you think it whispers?
Just such a silent sound
as white cats make when passing
with white footfall.


(The image is White Cat by M.C. Escher.)

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1 Response to The Snow

  1. Forrice says:

    Joyful poem. I did listen to the snow fall earlier. Now I know its a cats footfall I hear. 🙂

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