Louis MacNiece – Snow*

23 Mar

The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was
Spawning snow and pink roses against it
Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:
World is suddener than we fancy it.


World is crazier and more of it than we think,
Incorrigibly plural. I peel and portion
A tangerine and spit the pips and feel
The drunkenness of things being various.


And the fire flames with a bubbling sound for world
Is more spiteful and gay than one supposes –
On the tongue on the eyes on the ears in the palms of one’s hands –
There is more than glass between the snow and the huge roses.

*This is probably my favourite poem – well, certainly one of my favourites. As soon as I saw the big pink roses in the snow at the bottom of my garden, I instantly thought of it and had the idea to take a few more photos to act as a visual accompaniment to it. I just happened to have some tangerines (actually I think they’re Clementines, but who cares) on the kitchen table, and a quick rummage around in my photo archive for the last shot of the cosy fireside and hey presto! A lovely photo-poem. A ‘phoem’, if you will.


One Response to “Louis MacNiece – Snow*”

  1. Doctor Lilt March 24, 2013 at 2:08 pm #

    Lovely snow photos and enjoyed your ‘phoem’! That word is gonna be big! 🙂

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