( 2 ) SNOW AT SEA

By John Gould Fletcher

Silently fell

The snow on the waters

In the grey dusk

Of the winter evening:

Swirling and falling,

Sucked into the oily

Blue-black surface

Of the sea.

We pounded on slowly;

From our bows sheeted

A shuddering mass of heavy foam:

Night closed about us,

But ere we were darkened,

We saw close in

A great gaunt schooner

Beating to southward.

Silently fell

The snow on the waters,

As we pounded north

In the winter evening.