In late winter
I sometimes glimpse bits of steam
coming up from
some fault in the old snow
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Are you a hunter of words held by the grips of poetry..? good poem..a ten
the chilly, enduring odor of bear., ...... well penned by Galway Kinnell
beautiful description of the scenario! is it a real experrience or imagined, I wonder!
While it is not my topic of choice, this poet is Jack London's heir. This is survival, gritty and ugly as it is. Top marks and my admiration for a brutal life-and-death story told in appropriate words and visuals.10 of course.