Winter’s Eye
A collection of 12 Winter poems
No. 1
The winter’s eye
Rises slowly to its place
Cold moon is coming
A shining medallion of cosmic silver
Moon of the long nights
Hanging on a string of stardust
And fogged breath
The winter’s eye
Rises slowly to its place
Cold moon is coming
A shining medallion of cosmic silver
Moon of the long nights
Hanging on a string of stardust
And fogged breath
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