Snow and silence

[malsperanza]

In honor of a beautiful cold afternoon:

Velvet Shoes
Elinor Wylie


Let us walk in the white snow
In a soundless space;
With footsteps quiet and slow,
At a tranquil pace,
Under veils of white lace.


I shall go shod in silk,
And you in wool,
White as white cow's milk,
More beautiful
Than the breast of a gull.


We shall walk through the still town
In a windless peace;
We shall step upon white down,
Upon silver fleece,
Upon softer than these.


We shall walk in velvet shoes:
Wherever we go
Silence will fall like dews
On white silence below.
We shall walk in the snow.