that's just the wild wood
nature poetry
Sunday, March 15, 2020
A couple days of snow and extreme cold is breaking, but not the coronavirus fears which are just beginning.
"Time does not pass when snow is falling —
only the silence falls. Trees glisten, trembling
as a body trembles beneath a white sheet,
the room cold, "
from The Snow
by Bruce Meyer
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