A fresh dusting of February snow, hemlock boughs.
A fresh dusting of February snow, hemlock boughs.
Is it boughs or bows? You got it right, but that’s what I saw. Great poem!
Even though I knew it was right there was still that moment after posting where I doubted it was right and nearly looked it up, but found the resolve to not and just trust that I knew it. A side effect of the golden Google age I suppose
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