‘Howling snow-laughter’ transformed my experience of ‘Sodding snow-soddenness’ into something much more magical after Paris made its first attempt at winter weather this afternoon. Perfect timing Victoria! In old Norse and English poems, and I think in Gaelic, kennings likewise (tho more modestly) enlarge the scope for description by means of
‘Howling snow-laughter’ transformed my experience of ‘Sodding snow-soddenness’ into something much more magical after Paris made its first attempt at winter weather this afternoon. Perfect timing Victoria! In old Norse and English poems, and I think in Gaelic, kennings likewise (tho more modestly) enlarge the scope for description by means of
‘Howling snow-laughter’ transformed my experience of ‘Sodding snow-soddenness’ into something much more magical after Paris made its first attempt at winter weather this afternoon. Perfect timing Victoria! In old Norse and English poems, and I think in Gaelic, kennings likewise (tho more modestly) enlarge the scope for description by means of
Thanks Andrew. Yes, it turned out to be a very appropriate day for this piece!