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Sun, Feb. 3rd, 2008, 07:10 am
Bloggers' Silent Poetry Reading Day (a day late)

Once again, I'm a day late to the party, but at least I'm wearing my pajamas, and in the spirit to celebrate Super International Pajama Day, which IS today. However, I thought it would be more fun for you (all three of you?) to see what I love in the world of poetry, rather than run screaming from the screen after seeing me in my 'jammies. (For the record, pink and turquoise cats on a pink background, short-sleeved top, from K-Mart's Pink K collection.)

The Snow Man by Wallace Stevens

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.