Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Under the Ice


Midwinter,
Willard Leroy Metcalf,
oil on canvas, c. 1908.

February is waiting time, of patience, of endurance, while the sun slides up and eastward.

Tonight is the Full Snow Moon.

We had a brief thaw the other day, with rain.

One could see the air bags of snow slowly deflate; and the snow ridges draw their skirts away from the sidewalk's edge like prissy women.

I glimpsed, momentarily, the black blade of the snow shovel I broke in the storm before last sticking out of the driveway glacier like the ice man of the Alps.

Brief glimpses in these altitudes before the storms return.


Meanwhile I dig in drifts of words.
Fling them in heaps and mounds.
In leaps and bounds.
In search of bones.


Jason's next contest is open at The Clarity of Night.
Enter or read. Either way a winner.


Chumplet, aka sweetheart Sandra Cormier, recently awarded me the Big "E" for Excellence.

I refuse to choose among so many primus inter pares and so name you all. Flaunt it as you will.


35 comments:

Carla said...

"I glimpsed, momentarily, the black blade of the snow shovel I broke in the storm before last sticking out of the driveway glacier like the ice man of the Alps."
Lovely description! And congratulations on your award!

ChristineEldin said...

Meanwhile I dig in drifts of words. Fling them in heaps and mounds. In leaps and bounds.In search of bones.

Lovely!! And it's the Full Snow Moon? How cool!!!!

Ahhhh....I love snow. And moons.

I'm trying to resist peeking at Jason's contest until I get a bit of writing done, but I may just succumb.

Ric said...

This winter season seems awfully long. Snow piled on snow - this morning glistening with sparkles under the cold sun.
Now the waiting begins. For a steady drip from the icicles, the softening in the drifts, the promise of spring, renewal, life itself.

pjd said...

I miss the snow, particularly with pictures and words like this to remind me. I see it once, perhaps twice a year when we go to visit it.

This was very pleasant to wake up to this morning. Thanks, Bernita.

Aine said...

We may actually get a bit of snow this afternoon-- woo hoo!

It's amazing how much winters in the northeast (USA) have changed since I was a kid.

and the snow ridges draw their skirts away from the sidewalk's edge like prissy women

I really like this visual.

BernardL said...

Very rhythmic post, Bernita. It reminded my of the ending in Robert Redford's old movie 'Jeremiah Johnson'. I thought all you folks living in the arctic owned snow blowers. :)

Bernita said...

Thank you, Carla.
Consider yourself similarily awarded.

Chris, thank you. The Moon will be eclipsed tonight though.

Patience, Ric, patience - while life goes on under the ice.

I might misss snow too - if we didn't have such an abundance of it. Thank you, PJD.

With a show of grass green petticoat, Aine! Thank you.
We had a similar winter about ten years ago. I think I shovelled every day.

Thank you, Bernard.
Those are for the effete. Boy's toys. The hardy use shovels or plows.
Actually, I live in the more temperate part of the country. Storms often diverge south and wallop upper New York state.

Robyn said...

We may get more ice today or tomorrow. The trouble with living in the Southwest this time of year is that we'll have a few days of winter, then a few days of spring, then a few days of winter, then a day of absolute summer, then freeze. Mother Nature is a big old tease.

and the snow ridges draw their skirts away from the sidewalk's edge like prissy women

Love that.

Charles Gramlich said...

Love the descriptions with the snow. A perfect jewel. The snow shovel, like the Ice man. The prissy women. Beautiful.

bookfraud said...

congrats on the props, bernita. you certainly deserve them. when you write "meanwhile i dig in drifts of words..." it shows you got the gift.

i miss many things about living in chicago, as my wife does canada, but the winter weather is not one of them.

Jaye Wells said...

"Meanwhile I dig in drifts of words. Fling them in heaps and mounds. In leaps and bounds.In search of bones"

May you also find some jewels, Bernita.

Ello said...

Lovely description! I love how your beautiful vivid words will have a touch of dark or macabre. It adds such a deliberate measure to your intent of irony and darkness. And, you are teasing me again with your opening zombie scene that you wrote about over at Moonrat's! Gosh it sounds so good!

Bernita said...

Ice is not nice, Robyn.
Glad you liked that.

Feel free to put the trinket on your blog, Book. You can find the icon at Chumplet's.
"as my wife does canada"
Ah, knew there was a reason I liked you - your taste in wives must be part of it.

Thank you, Charles.
Loved that dream of yours you posted today.

Thank you, Jaye. Just some rough stones in need of polish.

Ello, thank you so much!
A most wonderful compliment about things I didn't know were there, but hope - so much - that they are.

raine said...

I was considering blogging about the depressing effects of this time of year.
You make it sound so poetic, even though I'm TIRED of snow, lol.

...and the snow ridges draw their skirts away from the sidewalk's edge like prissy women.

Geez, you're so good.
Lovely.

Billy said...

Lovely words in the midst of all that snow!

Dave F. said...

I don't care how much you dress it up - I HATE SNOW.
And even dressed in the really good, just bought and never used once before - Sunday go to meeting clothes - of your writing, nuthin' makes me warm up to snow.

This is so nice. It would make a great poem.

Bernita said...

Thank you, Raine.
About this time I develop an aching lust for green, for grass, for leaves.
This winter has gone on just about long enough.

Thank you, Billy and Dave.

SzélsőFa said...

The description of the retreating snow was quite brilliant, Bernita.
Thanks for the heads up, too. I know of Jason's contest - but I do not visit the site, until I'm completely sure I can be alone for at least two hours.

Lana Gramlich said...

Tonight's a total lunar eclipse, too. Pop by my blog (or Google,) for the details.
Beautiful painting!

Bernita said...

Thank you, Szelsofa.
Always good reading at his contests.

A scene from Maine, Lana.
Yes, eclipse is total at 10:01 P.M. EST according to my Almanac.

jason evans said...

The melt before a spring snow...something sweet about that.

Thanks for the kind words, Bernita.

Bernita said...

One of the very best "contests" around, Jason.
~of course,I'm biased...!~

The Anti-Wife said...

Love the description of the snow melt and its portent of Spring.

Bernita said...

AW, thank you.
A few more weeks and maybe "for reals."

Kate Thornton said...

Bernita's words fall
Turning the glittering snow
To a silent crash

No fair, Bernita! Your words are a poem, a song, a cold night and the weather itself. I could breathe them.

Bernita said...

Oh Kate!
A haiku for me?

Dear One, I grovel at your feet.
Thank you.

Demon Hunter said...

I keep hearing about this contest, but I'm almost done with revisions.

Congrats on the "E" award. You deserve it! :*)

Travis Erwin said...

Love that skirt and prissy woman description.

Gabriele C. said...

I can't remember the last time we got so much snow you'd lose a shovel in it. These days, you can blow the powder off with a whistle.

It's too green for February and soon the evil pollen will fly. Acheee.

Bernita said...

My Demon, you may flaunt the "E" if you wish.

Thank you, Travis.

We're likely to get another couple - or three- of big dumps before we see green, Gabriele.

Chumplet said...

Oh, garsh (kicks the ground with abashed pleasure), I'm a sweetheart!

The full snow moon had an extra helping of icing when the earth's shadow passed across it last night. My daughter and I shivered in the night to watch the last sliver of white moon disappear.

Unfortuntately, more than just shovel blades were discovered beneath a melting snowbank in Jackson's Point this week.

Bernita said...

Yes, Sandra, you certainly are!
About 3:00 A.M., the moon was polished mother-of-pearl.

writtenwyrdd said...

Lordy, ice! I should sympathize with you about it, but I'd rather you than me. We had that fire across the street, and becuase of all that water, there's about 6" of ice in front of both sides of the driveway right now. I've used 80# of salt to rot the ice enough to just let the mail carrier in safely. Bleh.

However, spring will arrive soon enough, and those prissy ladies you mention will dance back from the road edge, and run away giggling to make daisy chains or some such!

Shauna Roberts said...

Congratulations on yet another award.

Bernita said...

"...those prissy ladies you mention will dance back from the road edge, and run away giggling to make daisy chains or some such"
Written, what a charming image!Thank you!

Shauna, thank you. You are entitled to display it also.