In the Northern Hemisphere, it is the midst of winter. For some locations, this may mean tons of snow, while in others, there may be only a dusting. This week, Wild Violet’s contributors use snow imagery in conveying their message.
In Robert Lavett Smith’s poem, “Daffodils,” regrets become as oddly out of place as daffodils in snow.
In Darren C. Demaree’s poem, “A Bare Fist of Snow,” a few words encapsulate a cold but snowless winter.
In Raghbir Dhillon’s essay, “My First Snow,” he recalls how a first experience with snow turned out to be life changing.
About Alyce Wilson
Alyce Wilson is the editor of Wild Violet and in her copious spare time writes humor, non-fiction, fiction and poetry and infrequently keeps an online journal. Her first chapbook, Picturebook of the Martyrs; her e-book/pamphlet, Stay Out of the Bin! An Editor's Tips on Getting Published in Lit Mags ; her book of essays and columns, The Art of Life; her humorous nonfiction ebook, Dedicated Idiocy: How Monty Python Fandom Changed My Life, and her newest poetry collection, Owning the Ghosts, can all be ordered from her Web site, AlyceWilson.com. In late 2019, she published a volume of poetry by her third great-grandfather, Reading's Physician Poet: Poems by Dr. James Meredith Mathews, which also contains genealogical information about the Mathews family. She lives with her husband and son in the Philadelphia area and takes far too many photos of her handsome, creative son, nicknamed Kung Fu Panda.
