To A Snowflake

Saturday 3 March 2018 by Ad Taylor-Weekes

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To A Snowflake

by Francis Thompson

What heart could have thought you? –

Past our devisal

(O filigree petal!)

Fashioned so purely,

Fragilely, surely,

From what Paradisal

Imagineless metal,

Too costly for cost?

Who hammered you, wrought you,

From argentine vapour? –

“God was my shaper.

Passing surmisal,

He hammered, He wrought me,

From curled silver vapour,

To lust of His mind: -

Thou couldst not have thought me!

So purely, so palely,

Tinily, surely,

Mightily, frailly,

Inscupled and embossed,

With His hammer of wind,

And His graver of frost.”

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