In this poem, the first and last lines of each stanza are iambic, the intervening lines are trochaic.
When Epiphany snows in the sud-white field
Icily to the snowdrops yield,
Fathers and lasses in crumping boots,
Kicking through drifts with clenching toes,
Shriek at the hedgeside snowdrop shoots
Which loll their heads with a frozen nose.
The glittering snow like jewels of IndGlares in the polishing skin-flail wind:
Sherbet drops ashake on stalks,
Milk teeth jangling for faeries’ pence;
Flustered snowdrops like bobbing corks
Are picked by lasses for ornaments.
Then snow-melt swamps the field to mud,Lasses’ jeans are splashed like blood;
Loam and rain like wattle paste
Clutch the snowdrops’ slapping wands;
Petal-mired like girls disgraced
They whitely, sprightly, banter in bonds!
© January 2015