At sunrise, the moon continues to glow, an orb suspended above bare branches, sparkling with frost and promising snow. Cracks in the grey let in the watery light of a new day, and soon enough the sky pinks and tourmalines reflect from frozen dew. Kim M. Russell, 16th December 2019 My response to dVerse Poets […]
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