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Famous Short Snow Poems. Short Snow Poetry by Famous Poets

Famous Short Snow Poems. Short Snow Poetry by Famous Poets. A collection of the all-time best Snow short poems

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by Matsuo Basho

First snow

 First snow
falling
 on the half-finished bridge.


by Kobayashi Issa

Writing shit about new snow

 Writing shit about new snow
for the rich
is not art.


by Yosa Buson

Straw sandal half sunk

 Straw sandal half sunk
in an old pond
 in the sleety snow.


by Kobayashi Issa

The snow is melting

 The snow is melting
and the village is flooded
with children.


by Kobayashi Issa

Pissing in the snow

 Pissing in the snow
outside my door--
it makes a very straight hole.


by Emily Dickinson

Of whom so dear

 Of whom so dear
The name to hear
Illumines with a Glow
As intimate -- as fugitive
As Sunset on the snow --


by Emily Dickinson

It was not Saint -- it was too large --

 It was not Saint -- it was too large --
Nor Snow -- it was too small --
It only held itself aloof
Like something spiritual --


by Robert Frost

Plowmen

 A plow, they say, to plow the snow.
They cannot mean to plant it, no-- Unless in bitterness to mock At having cultivated rock.


by Roger McGough

The Time I Like Best

 The time I like best is 6am
when the snow is 6 inches deep
which I'm yet to discover
'cause I'm under the covers
fast, fast asleep.


by Ogura Hyakunin Isshu

Yamabe no Akahito

When to Tago's coast
I the way have gone, and see
Perfect whiteness laid
On Mount Fuji's lofty peak
By the drift of falling snow.


by Walter de la Mare

Napoleon

 '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.
'


by Edward Lear

U was an upper-coat

U

was an upper-coat,
Woolly and warm,
To wear over all
In the snow or the storm.

u!

What a nice upper-coat!


by Robert Frost

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.


by Ogura Hyakunin Isshu

Koko Tenno

It is for thy sake
That I seek the fields in spring,
Gathering green herbs,
While my garment's hanging sleeves
Are with falling snow beflecked.


by Robert Bly

Watering the Horse

How strange to think of giving up all ambition!
Suddenly I see with such clear eyes
The white flake of snow
That has just fallen in the horse's mane!


by Richard Brautigan

Deer Tracks

 Beautiful, sobbing 
high-geared fucking 
and then to lie silently 
like deer tracks in the 
freshly-fallen snow beside 
the one you love.
That's all.


by Emily Dickinson

Water is taught by thirst.

 Water, is taught by thirst.
Land -- by the Oceans passed.
Transport -- by throe -- Peace -- by its battles told -- Love, by Memorial Mold -- Birds, by the Snow.


by Emily Dickinson

The Himmaleh was known to stoop

 The Himmaleh was known to stoop
Unto the Daisy low --
Transported with Compassion
That such a Doll should grow
Where Tent by Tent -- Her Universe
Hung out its Flags of Snow --


by Dimitris P Kraniotis

Ideals

 Snow-covered mountains,
ancient monuments,
a north wind that nods to us,
a thought that flows,
images imbued
with hymns of history,
words on signs
with ideals of geometry.


by Robert Herrick

THE COMING OF GOOD LUCK

 So Good-Luck came, and on my roof did light,
Like noiseless snow, or as the dew of night;
Not all at once, but gently,--as the trees
Are by the sun-beams, tickled by degrees.


by Robert Herrick

TO SAPHO

 Sapho, I will chuse to go
Where the northern winds do blow
Endless ice, and endless snow;
Rather than I once would see
But a winter's face in thee,--
To benumb my hopes and me.


by Emily Dickinson

Absent Place -- an April Day --

 Absent Place -- an April Day --
Daffodils a-blow
Homesick curiosity
To the Souls that snow --

Drift may block within it
Deeper than without --
Daffodil delight but
Him it duplicate --


by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Snow-Flakes

 Out of the bosom of the Air,
Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
Over the woodlands brown and bare
Over the harvest-fields forsaken,
Silent and soft and slow
Descends the snow.


by Emily Dickinson

I cannot be ashamed

 I cannot be ashamed
Because I cannot see
The love you offer --
Magnitude
Reverses Modesty

And I cannot be proud
Because a Height so high
Involves Alpine
Requirements
And Services of Snow.


by Robert Bly

In a Train

There has been a light snow.
Dark car tracks move in out of the darkness.
I stare at the train window marked with soft dust.
I have awakened at Missoula Montana utterly happy.


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