This tree saw Arthur taking a walk on the snowy road.
[daily log: walking, 4km]
Day: November 16, 2020
Caveat: Poem #1569 “Twenty-ninth stanza”
ㅁ Kiamon sat there and looked at the crowd. Tables were packed and the cafe was loud. Still, down inside, she felt empty as wind. Nothing was true. Her mood was chagrined.
– a quatrain in dactylic tetrameter.