Frost Flowers
At 10 below my garden sleeps
beneath the snow.
Hungry for bloom,
I walk beside the river
paved with ice.
There a field of frost flowers
fractures the sun.
Garden of a different sort.
At 10 below my garden sleeps
beneath the snow.
Hungry for bloom,
I walk beside the river
paved with ice.
There a field of frost flowers
fractures the sun.
Garden of a different sort.
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