Thursday, January 06, 2011

Rosa Eglantyne Against Snow

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.

Louis MacNeice, Snow

1 comment:

christopher said...

I very much like this photo and have decided to use it as a backdrop to the MacNeice poem and also my own poem as a response to Louis. I will link this post. Thank you.

Your blog post comes up when a person looks for an image connected to the poem. I think this sort of thing is really cool.