where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry
November 23, 2018 § 7 Comments
winter’s dusk descends the landscape shivers
Tagged: cold, dusk, landscape, moon, mountain, night, november, outdoors, shiver, sky, sunset, trees
Yes, the bare trees, i feel for them. The land itself seems quiet, under the covers,
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Lovely… the gradation of light is marvelous!
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I love this place–thanks!
This really captures that crisp cold air and the entire feeling of a winter dusk. Love it.
Oh how bitter it feels after sunset!
Makes my teeth chatter!
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Yes, the bare trees, i feel for them. The land itself seems quiet, under the covers,
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Lovely… the gradation of light is marvelous!
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[…] via Cold November Night — leaf and twig […]
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I love this place–thanks!
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This really captures that crisp cold air and the entire feeling of a winter dusk. Love it.
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Oh how bitter it feels after sunset!
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Makes my teeth chatter!
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