First World War Poetry Digital Archive

Snow

SNOW by EDWARD THOMAS In the gloom of whiteness, In the great silence of snow, A child was sighing And bitterly saying: 'Oh, They have killed a white bird up there on her nest, The down is fluttering from her breast.' And still it fell through that dusky brightness On the child crying for the bird of the snow.

Citation

“Snow,” by Thomas, Edward (1878-1917). Copyright Edward Thomas, 1979, reproduced under licence from Faber and Faber Ltd. via First World War Poetry Digital Archive, accessed May 17, 2024, http://ww1lit.nsms.ox.ac.uk/ww1lit/collections/item/2944.

Permitted Use

This item is available for non-commercial educational use under the terms of the Jisc Model Licence. Further details available at: http://ww1lit.nsms.ox.ac.uk/ww1lit/permitteduse