The Weather Is Clear Poem by Kinsley Lee

The Weather Is Clear

Kyerang Byun

The wind is swift, and the snow on the branches flutter like cotton.
On the mountain became clear, high leaves connect to whiten.
Don't think it strange that among many things, there's no poetry,
Until now, for true excitement is gotten across not easily.
(Jan.,14th,2024, Kinsley Lee)

Monday, January 29, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: branches,leaves,poetry,snow,wind
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