Snow in the Suburbs

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John Neville - Pop

Snow in the Suburbs

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Every branch big with it Bent every twig with it; Every fork like a white web-foot; Every street and pavement mute: Some flakes have lost their way, and grope back upward when Meeting those meandering down they turn and descend again The palings are glued together like a wall And there is no waft of wind with the fleecy fall A sparrow enters the tree Whereon immediately A snow-lump thrice his own slight size Descends on him and showers his head and eye And overturns him And near inurns him And lights on a nether twig, when its brush Starts off a volley of other lodging lumps with a rush The steps are a blanched slope Up which, with feeble hope A black cat comes, wide-eyed and thin; And we take him in

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  • Thomas Hardy