
On windless days the snow hangs in the sky
heavy and white . . .
suspended on invisible wires of air. . . .
These flakes fall [but] never seem to fall.
“Snow”
Alice Gustave Smith

On windless days the snow hangs in the sky
heavy and white . . .
suspended on invisible wires of air. . . .
These flakes fall [but] never seem to fall.
“Snow”
Alice Gustave Smith