Let it Out
Published in
Oct 15, 2019
a poem in nine lunes
The oak tree outside
the window
dances in the breeze.
Leaves strip away from
their branches,
pirouetting down.
Despite the cold of
the evening,
the tree does not shy
a poem in nine lunes
The oak tree outside
the window
dances in the breeze.
Leaves strip away from
their branches,
pirouetting down.
Despite the cold of
the evening,
the tree does not shy
“Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable” —Mary Oliver.