Snow Reflections

Today brought the first snow of the season--a poet's delight! In "The Snow Man," Stevens writes:

For the listener, who listens in the snow,
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.

What is your philosophical, emotional, or visual response to the snow? What messages or images speak to you poetic soul?

Write a snow poem to share with the class.

An easy way to start? Try an acrostic:

Soft and unassuming, quietly eternal

Never asking for a thing beyond the right to fall

On everything alike, cold, white equalizer

Which brings a stern truth in a kind whispering whiteness.

Or a haiku:

Softly falls the snow

Settling on roofs and walls

Bringing winter in.