Two poems by Justin Vernon
Loving the second one especially. Reading it on my balcony while sun is setting and birds sing, and garden is still a ‘yet to be’, time between winter and spring — how is it called? A little bit like this poem.
This is gorgeous.
Loving the second one especially. Reading it on my balcony while sun is setting and birds sing, and garden is still a ‘yet to be’, time between winter and spring — how is it called? A little bit like this poem.
This is gorgeous.