The bare trees have made up their seed bundles.They are ready now.The warm brown light pauses briefly, shrugs and moves on. They are ready to play dead for a while…The spring will find them rested.
– Denise Levertov
The bare trees have made up their seed bundles.They are ready now.The warm brown light pauses briefly, shrugs and moves on. They are ready to play dead for a while…The spring will find them rested.
– Denise Levertov