Saturday, 9 February 2013

A Cold Love Affair

what swirls of frost will cling
to the windows, what white lawns
I will look out on
- Mary Oliver, from the poem The Winter Wood Arrives

I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.”

      – Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass

I do an awful lot of thinking and dreaming about things in the past and the future — the timelessness of the rocks and hills — all the people who have existed there. I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape — the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.
– Andrew Wyeth

How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill, a kiss and all was said. – Victor Hugo

Winter, after the war,
you lie back victorious
stretched and sundrenched
on your blanket blue and gold

If I lie with you
on your bed so soft,
I will surely die.
- me 


  1. These quotes and pictures are beautiful!

  2. Who thought white could be heavy?
    The steel sky did and laid his broad hands upon us.
    Yet stronger still are grasses poking through his fingers like the bones of the skeleton earth beneath.
    And I, I am both strong and weak: bring me soaring cold fun, but shield me from biting frost.
    The steel sky says nothing.
    ~ me