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Dust of Snow
BY ROBERT FROST
The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

Poem taken from:

Sorry for posting so late but it is still the 5th in the UK. Anyways, I know this poem has been talked about in the group but I wanted to post it as the UK has been brought to a standstill yet again by snow but where I live, we have only received a light dusting of it. They shut down schools where I live on Friday as a forewarning as we were under an amber warning, yet no snow arrived until Saturday.

Nice choice Alannah!

We too have had a dusting of snow over the weekend so it seems appropriate even though it is now March!

I love the way Frost leaves to our imagination what happened on the "day I had rued"! Especially as getting snow dumped on you by a bird was the most positive thing about the day, something that could easily have been construed as the worst thing on a different day.

One of my favorites- so often I think of my own “dusts of snow�� that can change my mood:
that other driver who lets me into traffic
the kids on the school bus who wave to me from the back window of the bus - and laugh hysterically when I wave back

I try to be a crow shaking dusts of snow on others too.

For those reading the group read Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine, it seemed the book was full of folks who with just a touch or smile changed her mood - like dusts of snow.