Friday, February 05, 2010

"Privacy of Storm"

9 o'clock this morning and continuing through tomorrow~





Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields,
Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air
Hides hills and woods, the river and the heaven,
And veils the farm-house at the garden's end.
The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet
Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit
Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed
In a tumultuous privacy of Storm.

from The Snow-Storm
Ralph Waldo Emerson

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