Snowstorm. Impression

There is so much beauty in a snowstorm. Its constant movement spills emotions, its weightlessness is airbornе, and flakes are debris from explosions that started and have never ended. It shows the breathing of a silent night – its hidden anguish being painted on black austere canvas in excessive white.




(a painting is by Robin Grover-Jacques)


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I'm glad you enjoyed it! One of my favourite poems, short but sharp. Perfect.

Юлия Азорова   28.12.2025 20:22   Заявить о нарушении
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