Poems of Winter (1)

So I decided to write a series of poems about winter, from a few different perspectives, just to challenge myself and try to see if I can hone my craft a little bit (also because I happen to love both winter and writing poetry, so what could be a better combination?). At any rate, I just finished the first one. This one’s written in blank verse, which is probably the most natural format for me. Also, it’s written in the style of a prophetic lament, which I know, is really weird, but what do else would you expect coming from me?

Read the poem.

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