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Among the high branching leafless boughs	A
Above the roof peaks of the town	B
Snowflakes unnumberably come down	B
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I watched out of the attic window	C
The laced sway of family trees	D
Intricate genealogies	D
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Whose strict reserved gentility	E
Trembling impossible to bow	F
Received the appalling fall of snow	C
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All during Sunday afternoon	G
Not storming but befittingly	H
Out of a still grey devout sky	I
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The snowflakes fell until all shapes	D
Went under and thickening drunken lines	D
Cobwebbed the sleep of solemn pines	D
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Up in the attic among many things	D
Inherited and out of style	H
I cried then fell asleep awhile	H
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Waking at night now as the snow	C
flakes from darkness to darkness go	C
Past yellow lights in the street below	C
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I cried because life is hopeless and beautiful	H
And like a child I cried myself to sleep	J
High in the head of the house feeling the hull	H
Beneath me pitch and roll among the steep	J
Mountains and valleys of the many years	D
That brought me to tears	D
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Down in the cellar furnace and washing machine	K
Pump fuse box water heater work their hearts	D
Out at my life which narrowly runs between	K
Them and this cemetery of spare parts	D
For discontinued men whose hats and canes	D
Are my rich remains	D
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And women their portraits and wedding gowns	D
Stacked in the corners brooding in wooden trunks	D
And children s rattles books about lions and clowns	D
And headless hanging dresses swayed like drunks	D
Whenever a living footstep shakes the floor	L
I mention no more	L
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But what I thought today that made me cry	I
Is this that we live in two kinds of thing	M
The powerful trees thrusting into the sky	I
Their black patience are one and that branching	M
Relation teaches how we endure and grow	C
The other is the snow	C
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Falling in a white chaos from the sky	I
As many as the sands of all the seas	D
As all the men who died or who will die	I
As stars in heaven as leaves of all the trees	D
As Abraham was promised of his seed	N
Generations bleed	N
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Till I high in the tower of my time	O
Among familiar ruins began to cry	I
For accident sickness justice war and crime	O
Because all died because I had to die	I
The snow fell the trees stood the promise kept	P
And a child I slept	P

Howard Nemerov

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