For my third response I decided to read that poem “The Snow Man” by Wallace Stevens.  I be quite honest, the only reason I chose this poem was because of the title.  I love winter and get reall excited when the christmas, snow, winter time comes around.  Then i read the poem and got a bit of a different view on the poem.  It began to talk about how snow men just sit all day and do nothing for themselves, yet they watch all the people around them.  This wasn’t really revealed until the end though.  In the begining, it decribed winter. That was my favorite part! I could just picture the snow and the ice covered juniper trees.  I loved how the snow man was described as “the listener who listend in the snow.”  Then I got a little side tracked and began to think about my childhood with snow men.  I tried to focus on english and analyzing the poem but I couldn’t help but to make a connection as well.  When my sisters and i were kids, we would be out in the yard at the first snow fall.  Sometimes my dad would be home that day or weekend and he would come out into the snow with us.  We would spend all day together making forts out of multiple snow balls and then build a snow man right in front to be the ultimate guard to our fort.  I love these memories and they always become refreshed in my mind when the first snow flake falls every year.  I can’t help but to think about how different things are now and how there will probably be no more memories like these.  I guess thats life… and now I will just have to be the listener in the snow while kids live up their memories.