The Snowflake
By Walter de la Mare, English Poet, 1873-1956
Before I
melt,
Come, look
at me!
The lovely
icy filigree!
Of a great
forest
In one
night
I make a
wilderness
Of white:
By skyey
cold
Of crystals
made,
All softy,
on
Your finger
laid.
I pause,
that you
My beauty
see:
Breathe,
and I vanish
Instantly.
Last week,
an artist friend loaned me a German book, translated into English, Winter Journeys: Coloured Shadows.
Published in Munich in 2001 by the German bank HypoVereinsbank, the book
features an exquisite collection of photos and poetry on the theme of winter. That’s
where I found Walter de la Mare’s 1929 poem “The Snowflake.” As I’ve mentioned
before in this blog, winter is not my favourite season. However, the photos and
poetry in this book make a convincing case for the joys and beauty of winter.
Of particular interest for me were the vintage black and white photographs by Henri
Cartier-Bresson, Alfred Stieglitz, Albert Renger-Patzsch, Herbert List and many
other 19th and 20th century photographers, many of whom are
new discoveries for me. What a pleasure it was to inhale this inspirational
book.
And inspire
me, it did.
Yesterday,
we had a substantial snow fall – the kind of day where you snuggle inside and
let the weather howl away outside. Except…this time, I wanted to go outside
during the storm with a camera, but not my beautiful Canon 70D, so I designated
my modest five-year-old Canon SX30iS as my ‘bad weather camera’, one that I can
take outside in snow, rain, hail, and locusts without fear of damage.
I was
surprised at how much freedom it gave me, not having to fuss about my camera.
Instead, I could be open to the serendipity and unexpected visual joys of the
snow storm. It was strangely liberating and great fun to boot!
I hope these
photos, all recorded within a few blocks of our Belleville home, give you a
sense of the beauty I experienced on my walk. I can’t wait to take my ‘bad
weather camera’ out for future walks in rain, hail, and locusts!
Enjoy.
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My compliments on your always careful observation and meticulous recording, Larry...and on the intrepidity that led you out into all that snow! Or do we just blame Edna?
ReplyDeleteThanks for the feedback. And, yes, blame Edna!
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