Suddener than we fancy it.

SNOW

The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was
Spawning snow and pink roses against it
Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:
World is suddener than we fancy it.

World is crazier and more of it than we think,
Incorrigibly plural. I peel and portion
A tangerine and spit the pips and feel
The drunkenness of things being various.

And the fire flames with a bubbling sound for world
Is more spiteful and gay than one supposes —
On the tongue on the eyes on the ears in the palms of one’s hands —
There is more than glass between the snow and the huge roses.

-Louis MacNeice

5 thoughts on “Suddener than we fancy it.

  1. A wonderful poem. I haven’t read MacNeice for years. I had, yesterday morning, a snow with huge flakes swirling wildly around the yard and within a table with red roses. This was a delight to read.

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