bent to the river by cold
held to new work by ice
servitude of sweeping
Mop Of Cold
Disbanding
day dispersed
in golden bands
as dark swept over land
Tag: sweep
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
bent to the river by cold
held to new work by ice
servitude of sweeping
day dispersed
in golden bands
as dark swept over land