понедельник, 31 января 2011 г.

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Snowflakes
So softy came the snowflakes down
That no one heard in all the town.
And right-side up they landed too,
As parachuting elves would do.
So when the morning came – surprise!
The world lay white before your eyes.
With cotton roof and hills a-blur
And avenues of rabbit fur
Quotations about winter
Winter is the time of promise because there is so little to do - or because you can now and then permit yourself the luxury of thinking so. ~Stanley Crawford                                                                        
I like these cold, gray winter days. Days like these let you savor a bad mood. ~Bill Watterson
Every mile is two in winter. ~George Herbert
Winter dies into the spring, to be born again in the autumn. ~Marche Blumenberg
To shorten winter, borrow some money due in spring. ~W.J. Vogel
Winter came down to our home one night
Quietly pirouetting in on silvery-toed slippers of snow,
And we, we were children once again. ~Bill Morgan, Jr.
The color of springtime is in the flowers, the color of winter is in the imagination. ~Terri Guillemets
Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories. ~From the movie An Affair to Remember
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home. ~Edith Sitwell
Winter is the season in which people try to keep the house as warm as it was in the summer, when they complained about the heat. ~Author Unknown
One kind word can warm three winter months. ~Japanese Proverb
Snowflakes are one of nature's most fragile things, but just look what they do when they stick together. Verna M. Kelly
In the depths of winter I finally learned there was in me an invincible summer~ Albert Camus
"Storm"
by Robert Pack
from Minding the Sun Copyright 1996 by Robert Pack; used with permission
Cascading snowflakes settle in the pines,
Sculpting each tree to fit your ghostly form
The surge of swirling wind defines
As if your human shape were what the storm
Sought to contrive, intending to express
Its consciousness of my white consciousness,
Sculpting each tree to fit your ghostly form.
Cascading snowflakes settle in the pines,
Swaying in unison beneath the snow,
Calling me to you with wild gesturings
Homeward into the howling woods, although
Thinking of your abiding spirit brings
Only a whiter absence to my mind,
Only whirled snow heaped up by whirled snow,
Only a fox whose den I cannot find.

2 комментария:

  1. As for me, I like winter. I like it for its snow, wind, white color.. Everything is so simple, and at the same time so mysterous.
    May be, I like winter,as it is really time of comfort. I absolutely agree with Edith Sitwell. In this season we usualy try to find comfort and warmth. Because it's so pleasant to stay at home with your family, in front of a huge TVset, with a cup of tea and a piece of home-made pie. Or, what a pleasure is to sit in an empty room,listening to quiet music and look through the window at the falling snow..

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  2. Winter is a wonderful season for me. In my opinion snow, cold, wind are so mighty. I live in the north and I like my motherland because I like winter.
    This poem is full of nice words that describe a really cold season.
    Mary Tokareva)))

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