This is an Analysis of the poem Because You Asked about the Line Between Prose and Poetry by Howard Nemerov.
That while you watched turned to pieces of snow
Riding a gradient invisible
From silver aslant to random, white, and slow.
There came a moment that you couldn’t tell.
And then they clearly flew instead of fell.
POEM:
Sparrows were feeding in a freezing drizzleThat while you watched turned to pieces of snow
Riding a gradient invisible
From silver aslant to random, white, and slow.
There came a moment that you couldn’t tell.
And then they clearly flew instead of fell.