Poetry Sunday: The Snowfall Is So Silent
It's winter and snow is falling over much of the northern hemisphere and so we need a poem about the snowfall on this first Sunday in January. As the white stuff blankets much of the country, let us celebrate the silence of the winter snowfall, so unlike the boisterous rainstorms of spring and summer. The Snowfall Is So Silent by Miguel de Unamuno translated by Robert Bly The snowfall is so silent, so slow, bit by bit, with delicacy it settles down on the earth and covers over the fields. The silent snow comes down white and weightless; snowfall makes no noise, falls as forgetting falls, flake after flake. It covers the fields gently while frost attacks them with its sudden flashes of white; covers everything with its pure and silent covering; not one thing on the ground anywhere escapes it. And wherever it falls it stays, content and gay, for snow does not slip off as rain does, but it stays and sinks in. The flakes are skyflowers, pale lilies from the clou...