It sifts from Leaden Sieves

Question

by Emily Dickinson
Use the poem "It sifts from Leaden Sieves" below to answer the question.
According to the connotations of the words in the final stanza, what adjective might best describe this snow?
(1 point)
It sifts from leaden sieves,
It powders all the wood, it fills with alabaster wool The wrinkles of the road.
It makes an even face
Of mountain and of plain, -
Unbroken forehead from the east
Unto the east again.
It reaches to the fence, It wraps it, rail by rail,
Till it is lost in fleeces;
It flings a crystal veil
On stump and stack and stem, • The summer's empty room,
Acres of seams where harvests were, Recordless, but for them.
It ruffles wrists of posts,
As ankles of a queen, --
Then stills its artisans like ghosts,
Denying they have been.

Answer 1

The final stanza of Emily Dickinson's poem "It sifts from Leaden Sieves" suggests an adjective that could best describe the snow is ethereal. This word captures the delicate, almost otherworldly quality of the snow as it transforms the landscape, gives an impression of beauty, quietness, and a sense of impermanence, especially with phrases like "still its artisans like ghosts." The imagery evokes a sense of tranquility and softness, further reinforcing the ethereal nature of the snow.