In the first three verses of the poem, the poet described the snow-covered fields and a vast land in winter in plain and natural language, which is a typical way of expressing emotion by borrowing scenery. The poet stood at the window and looked at the falling snowflakes. "Snow crows suddenly appeared in the sky-/like the wind blowing dead leaves." It is said that the sound of snow gulls is like children's laughter, which is very pleasant and the most beautiful and joyful of all winter birds' songs. This reminds the poet of the child he once had that brought him happiness. Now, like a dead leaf blown away by the wind, it has been buried deep in the ground and in the poet's heart. However, in the poet's eyes, snow is so fair and holy. It not only gave "pine, fir and hemlock mink/it's too expensive for the count", but also gave "the most pitiful branch of elm/an inch thick pearl" ... Since God is so generous, how can he treat that little grave badly? It will receive the gentlest treatment, just like the baby of an ostrich. Looking at the heavy snow outside the window, the poet can't help thanking God, "the sky is like lead", ('a sad place has been built',' misty snow', ('deep scars left by healing/grief'). At this time, snow is an emotion, dancing in a sentimental heart, arousing the poet's infinite feelings ... Inadvertently, flawless snow soothes the poet's loss and sadness, and the chaotic thoughts quickly become silent, and the heart and spirit are instantly purified by the purity and beauty of snow, soothing the pain in the heart. It is not so much that the poet wants to use snow to alleviate the pain of the deceased, but rather to express his desire to return to peace through a series of changes and experiences in his life.
Snow is an excellent lyric poem with elegant and neat form, gentle style, plain language, kindness and touching, which shows the poet's superb writing skills. Whitman once commented on him: "when politics aroused his interest in poetry, his works were full of American humor;" But in the field of pure poetry, his American temperament is not as good as an authentic Englishman. " In other words, the famous American poets at that time "have completely mastered the mood, attitude and mood of Britain, and those British intellectuals with little experience simply regard them as native Britons".