Hello dear readers!
Do you really love winter? I mean, do you love winter with its sharp cold winds, slippery roads, short grey days and endless nights?
Can you imagine that such a miserable picture is a source of inspiration?
Emily Dickinson created this winter masterpiece in some usual words. Let's read and enjoy this amazing poem!
My favourite phrase from this poem:
Nature, like us, is sometimes caught
A travelling flake of snow
Across a barn or through a rut
Debates if it will go.
A narrow wind complains all day
How some one treated him;
Nature, like us, is sometimes caught
Nature, like us, is sometimes caught
Without her diadem.
Vocabulary:
Vocabulary:
Mean - angry, violent
to complain - express dissatisfaction or annoyance about something
to treat - to behave towards someone in a particular way
How some one treated him - What others thins about him