The Dove of New Snow
I give you a house of snow,
I give you the flag of the world above it,
I give you snow-bushes
In a long row,
I give you a snow dove,
And ask you
To love it.
The snow-dove flies in
At the snow-house window,
He is a ghost
And he casts no shadow,
His cry is the cry of love
From the meadow,
The meadow of spring where we walked in a glow,
The glittering, angelic meadow.
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Vachel Lindsay (1879-1931)
[Poem is in the public domain in Canada, the United States, and the European Union]
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