Wednesdays with Words: The Whited Air
We have been reading through One Hundred and One Famous Poems after dinner. A poem or two goes quickly and sports has been extending bedtime till too late, so something quick has been lovely. We’ve liked some, disliked some, known some, been surprised by some. The exercise has been good, though.
Last night, we read ‘The Snowstorm‘ by Ralph Waldo Emerson. Apropos as we had a snowstorm the other day and are expecting another soon.
The imagery and allusions and vocabulary were stretching as we had to look some things up, but I really was taken by this line as I recall on Monday describing the everything outside the window as white.
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow, and, driving o’er the fields,
Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air
Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven,
And veils the farmhouse at the garden’s end.
What a perfect picture.
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That is a beautiful picture painted in those words. I'm hoping for some snow where we are. We got one day of snow back in November. Lately it's been sunny and close to 60 degrees – which I'm not complaining about! Our winters are so inconsistent.
I'll take 60 … Its 19 here right now. brrrrr
I love the idea of reading poetry after dinner! What a lovely way to end a meal.
For years we read chapter books after dinner, poetry has worked nicely during this season.
Love how you are getting poetry in each day. Lovely poem for the season.
Thanks, Sharon. We're enjoying it.
Well we've had some extreme heat where we are. Snow sounds pretty good.
I don't care for extreme heat, either. 70-75*F is about perfect.
I'm with Carol! It's ridiculously hot here right now too. I'd love to have some snow. Not to be cold in…but it cozy up inside and enjoy from a window with a warm drink in hand. 🙂
We have enjoyed tea and cocoa 🙂