Switzerland snow

Remembering snow

One of the poems I was suggested to read as part of the the course I am currently taking brought back beautiful memories of the time I spent in the Alps not too long ago. I would like to share this remarkable poem with you and some more photos from when I was in the shadow of a snowy winter...

The Snow Man

One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of pine-trees crusted with snow;

An have been cold for a long time
To behold the junipers shagged with ice.
The spruces rough in the distant glitter

Of the January sun; and not to think
Of any misery in the sound of the wind,
In the sound of a few leaves,

Which is the sound of the land
Full of the same wind
That is blowing in the same bare place

For the listener, who listens in the snow
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.

(1921)

– Wallace Stevens (1879-1955)

Alps Swiss snow

Nax

Snow

Switzerland snow

Pine

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