Dreaming of snow

dc.contributor.author	Thompson, William
dc.date.accessioned	2023-11-20T18:29:57Z
dc.date.available	2023-11-20T18:29:57Z
dc.date.issued	2022
dc.description.abstract	All day the snow falls, dropping down in great white flakes that gather themselves into clinging crystalline shapes that vanish as they kiss the ground. The air is alive and thick with falling snow. He sits and watches the gathering whiteness. The snow falls and falls. It obliterates the green of pines and the brown of branches. He watches: the whiteness of the air; the whiteness of the ground. The whiteness of the whale? — summer days, reading Melville, far from now. The drift of snow at the edge of the yard is the breeching back of a white leviathan — exploding into the frozen air to swim this sea of snow.
dc.identifier.citation	Thompson, William. "Dreaming of Snow." Fragmented Voices, March 18, 2022, https://fragmentedvoices.com/2022/03/18/dreaming-of-snow-by-william-thompson/.
dc.identifier.uri	https://hdl.handle.net/20.500.14078/3253
dc.language.iso	en
dc.rights	All Rights Reserved
dc.subject	flash fiction
dc.subject	snow
dc.title	Dreaming of snow	en
dc.type	Creative Work

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