Beneath the Snow
“Can we talk climate?” asks Susan at Poets United. cold grewof snow and icefingers scrubbedwinter winds awayfor morning came One of the things that used to vex ...
“Can we talk climate?” asks Susan at Poets United. cold grewof snow and icefingers scrubbedwinter winds awayfor morning came One of the things that used to vex ...
Life is poetry poetry is Life I stand in the middle and at risk of tipping over for Poets United note: this is my own version of a concrete poem; a wobbly T rep...
piping note afar bullfinch’s gentle call constant regardless of change I begin every morn with delicate days fruitless for Poets United On Writing and Living...