continued....

Having mentioned Charles Wright's poem 'Snow', perhaps no copyright lawyer will be too upset if I quote it:

Snow

If we, as we are, are dust, and dust, as it will, rises,
Then we will rise, and recongregate
In the wind, in the cloud, and be their issue,

Things in a fall in a world of fall, and slip
Through the spiked branches and snapped joints of the evergreens,
White ants, white ants and the little ribs.