Silently, like thoughts that come and go, the snowflakes fall, each one a gem.
— W. H. Gibson
The speckled sky is dim with snow,
The light flakes falter and fall slow;
Athwart the hill-top, rapt and pale,
Silently drops a silvery veil;
And all the valley is shut in
By flickering curtains gray, and thin.
— J. T. Trowbridge
Ye, fare wel al the snow of ferne yere!
— Geoffrey Chaucer
What is the world, O soldiers?
It is I:
I, this incessant snow,
This northern sky;
Soldiers, this solitude
Through which we go
Is I.
— Walter de la Mar "Napoleon"
Out in the dark over the snow
The fallow fawns invisible go
With the fallow doe;
And winds blow
Fast as the stars are slow.
— Edward Thomas "Out in the Dark"
Today's Word –
FIRN
A new nurse listened while Dr. Bryce was yelling, "Typhoid! Tetanus!
Measles!" The new nurse asked another nurse, "Why is he doing
that?" The other nurse replied, "Oh, he just likes to call
the shots around
here."
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