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My response to the prompt:


snow forts

dug in feet of snow

child’s delight
watching flakes come down
falling snow magical 



Note:  A childhood memory
from growing up in Northern Wisconsin, USA.
When you are little the snow seems like mountains
… too young to shovel sidewalks but old enough
to dig a snow fort !
The Ghost Writer post which is provided by Georgia of Bastet’s Waka Library
She has written a nice GW-post (#37) about Robert Frost.
She writes:

Winter is upon us and there’s no doubt about it.

The other evening I was sitting by the fireplace reading Robert Frost, one of my favorite poets.  Unlike most of Frost’s poems his poem Dust of Snow has an essential quality about it that reminds me of a haiku.
We tend to think of Frost as always having written longish poems, but in fact he was very proud of his small compact poems. His Pulitzer Prize winning book of poetry, published in 1923 entitled “New Hampshire” contains many of his short poems for example, “Fire and Ice” or “Nothing Gold Can Stay” and “Dust of Snow” which is his shortest poem … One sentence in eight lines (two stanza), all but two are monosyllabic and yes … that means 17 syllables per stanza, a coincidence or had Frost come into contact with haiku at that early date?

Contemplating this poem, we see that a lot of its effect is derived from paradoxes … dust being related usually to something dirty, the fact that he was in a bad mood before the crow dumped snow down on him, which usually would put someone in a bad mood.  I’m thinking that like a haiku, reading this poem can give us many layers of meanings outside of the 32 words.

I would invite you to read Robert Frost’s Poem and write about a similar incident using either a haiku or a tanka.

Dust of Snow

Robert Frost, 1874 – 1963


The way a crow

Shook down on me

The dust of snow

From a hemlock tree


Has given my heart

A change of mood

And saved some part

Of a day I had rued.




It’s a wonderful post, a similar with our Carpe Diem Distillation feature … so let this poem by Robert Frost inspire you to write an all new haiku (or tanka). It may be a distillation from the poem or inspired on the poem.

sudden gust of wind
snow swirls down on me
makes me shiver

© Chèvrefeuille

Hm … a nice one … brings nice memories into my mind … my happy childhood. I see that same happiness in the eyes of my children and grandchildren … awesome.