This tree (let’s say, for the sake of argument, the tree on the far right) saw me stop in Klawock to buy gas. I felt the fact there was still a lot of snow on the mountains in early July was notable.
Day: July 5, 2021
Caveat: Poem #1800 “As words do”
ㅁ The words emerged, round, looping, spinning and curling, crafting bold landscapes.