Winter Field by Joanna Klink.

Silence can be both comforting and ultimately disturbing. This captures the overwhelming blanket that a snowfall can leave on a scenery. It is lays down over everthing, quieting, subduing, realaxing. i love how the snow is described as a "tac smoothing every surface."
This poem really engages in silencence pecause it depicts an act of total silence. Snowfall can be the most quiet event on earth. weightless flakes gently falling over the field. There is also a metaphysical question brought to life at the end. "what lights a world gone blank with despair?/you were here oncce; you will be here again." What is more blank than fields of white?