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H.D., from poem [5] in Red Rose and a Beggar, Hermetic Definition [ID'd]
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H.D., from poem [5] in Red Rose and a Beggar, Hermetic Definition [ID'd]
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Winter in poems ❄️
"In a fall of snow, the first of the season, they stand and dream and watch the footprints disappear in the will of heaven; absorb the sounds of water-objects drown in a deeper music, and shiver as light breaks in their hearts and something vastly woeful hangs at their eyes." – Arthur Gregor, "First Snow, Brooklyn Harbor"
It's snowing at JSTOR HQ! Curl up with a blanket and a warm beverage, because we're sharing 10 poems with you that capture the spirit of winter. This season is approached distinctly by each poet, some taking a pensive tone and others leaning into seasonal cheer.
We hope these poems inspire you to create some winter art of your own!
"The Winter Seasons" by Richard Frost
"Winter Evening" by Alexander Pushkin (transl. Eugene Mark Kayden)
"Snow" by Lucy Larcom
"Winter Poem" by Margan Dutton
"First Snow, Brooklyn Harbor" by Arthur Gregor
"First Light, Late Winter" by Floyd Skloot
"Winter Remembered" by John Crowe Ransom
"Last Winter" by H.D.
"A Winter's Tale" by Dylan Thomas
"A Suite for Winter" by Francis Fergusson
Image: A Group of Reindeer Searching for Food in a Snowy Forest. Wellcome Collection.
Helen in Egypt, Hilda Doolittle.
H.D. // "Heat"
H.D., "Winter Love (Espérance)", Hermetic Definition
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H.D.
If you do not even understand what words say, how can you expect to pass judgement on what words conceal?
H.D.
But I would give up rock-fringes of coral and the inmost chamber of my island palace and my own gifts and the whole region of my power and magic for your glance.
H.D., final stanza to Circe
John William Waterhouse, Circe offering the cup to Ulysses (oil on canvas, 1891)
poem and image from here and here respectively
