<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448105" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Snow Dance For The Dead</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dance, little children ... it is holy twilight . . . <br>Have you hung paper flowers about the necks of the ikons? <br>Dance soft . . . but very gaily ... on tip-toes like the snow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spread your little pinafores <br>And courtesy as the snow does . . . <br>The snow that bends this way and that <br>In silent salutation.<br>Do not wait to warm your hands about the fires. <br>Do not mind the rough licking of the wind. <br>Dance forth into the shaggy night that shakes itself upon you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dance beneath the Kremlin towers—golden<br>In the royal<br>Purple of the sky—<br>But not there where the light is strongest . . .<br>Bright hair is dazzling in the light.<br>Dance in the dim violet places<br>Where the snow throws out a faint lustre<br>Like the lustre of dead faces . . .<br>Snow downier than wild-geese feathers . . .<br>Enough filling for five hundred pillows ...<br>By the long deep trench of the dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bend, little children,<br>To the rhythm of the snow<br>That undulates this way and that<br>In silver spirals.<br>Cup your hands like tiny chalices . . .<br>Let the flakes fill up the rosy<br>Hollows of your palms<br>And alight upon your hair,<br>Like kisses that cling softly<br>A moment and let go ...<br>Like many kisses falling altogether . . .<br>Quick . . . cool kisses.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lola+Ridge">Lola Ridge</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448105" data-title="Snow Dance For The Dead de Lola Ridge" data-description="Dance, little children ... it is holy twilight . . . Have you hung paper flowers about the necks of the ikons? Dance soft . . . but very gaily ... on tip-toes like the snow. Spread your little pinafores And courtesy as the snow does . . . The..."></div> </div> </div>

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