Snow. White redaction of the land.
Trees ink up into dun sky,
Their shadows tombs in thinning light.
World new-made in white
Unmaking everything below.
Winter a shiver on the bone.
Snow. White redaction of the land.
Trees ink up into dun sky,
Their shadows tombs in thinning light.
World new-made in white
Unmaking everything below.
Winter a shiver on the bone.
Beautiful.
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Thanks George 😊
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Just gorgeous! Love that idea of redaction of the land, love the ‘shadow tombs’ of the trees and winter as a shiver on a bone.
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