Friday, January 25, 2013

Friday Writing for Randos - The Snow Man

{A weekly that features pieces from other writers that touch some facet of the Randonneuring experience, even if that was not the author's intent. It's stuff that's best read out loud - slowly.} This week it's. . . 

  The Snow Man

Wallace Steven

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

And have been cold 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.


  1. I follow this blog for the bike news, but I savor the poems. Great stuff. And I'm excited to see your new ride coming together.

    I'll get back to you shortly about trying your Phila Permanent.

    1. Thank you. It's encouraging to hear that people enjoy the selections. I thought of this poem today while riding a cold 100K. It brought a deeper appreciation.