The Faun Sees Snow For The First Time

Zeus,
Brazen-thunder-hurler,
Cloud-whirler, son-of-Kronos,
Send vengeance on these Oreads
Who strew
White frozen flecks of mist and cloud
Over the brown trees and the tufted grass
Of the meadows, where the stream
Runs black through shining banks
Of bluish white.

Zeus,
Are the halls of heaven broken up
That you flake down upon me
Feather-strips of marble?

Dis and Styx!
When I stamp my hoof
The frozen-cloud-specks jam into the cleft
So that I reel upon two slippery points ...

Fool, to stand here cursing
When I might be running!

by Richard Aldington

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Comments (6)

Nice poem, I liked the words. Poem about Bambi?
Nicely written When I stamp my hoof The frozen-cloud-specks jam into the cleft So that I reel upon two slippery points...
Hmmmm... felt like I was reading two poems jammed together, each were good in their own way but the moods do not blend together... and I really prefer the faun half
Over the brown trees with the muse of life. Thanks for sharing.
Not so lovely poem, but Rajnish is right about the message in the last two lines.
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