“The smallest snowstorm on record took place an hour ago in my back yard. It was approximately two flakes. I waited for more to fall, but that was it. The entire storm was two flakes.”
“No snow flake ever falls in the wrong place”
“Night falls fast.Today is in the past.Blown from the dark hill hither to my doorThree flakes, then fourArrive, then many more.”
“If I had the knackI'd sing likeCherry flakes falling”
“Slowly, quietly, like snow-flakes—like the small flakes that come when it is going to snow all night—little flakes of me, my impressions, my selections, are settling down on the image of her. The real shape wil be quite hidden in the end.”
“The falling flakes were random and without purpose; the snow was drunker than she was.”