"The Sound of Snow Clouds"
By Rachael Boast Published 16 November 2011
We collude with the road, agree to its hypnosis.
Oppose it. Pull up at the start of a farm track -
in the time it takes to stretch your arms
you're given the clouds for wishing
on their slow, soft coral. Then turn,
for everything is turning, and safe-keep
that reef of light, godly, that longed-for alteration.
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What I infer from '' The Sound of Snow Clouds'' is thus: After a hazardous journey on the road, one prefers a cool,relaxed,farm track; The writer uses the image of clouds as if their spongy smooth shift move is coral like.A feeling for turning is akin to that of desired turning point in general. The last lines are
aphoristic in tone,
or everything is turning, and safe-keep
that reef of light, godly, that longed-for alteration.
The longing for turning is God sent alteration,a boon
all crave. Nonetheless the poem compels many readings and implies many connotations.
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