Savannah in January
Yearning for spring, I imagine
Spanish moss as white blossoms
bringing scent and warmth nearer.
I count bright green leaves
but find their waxy shade
impossible to bear in cold.
Lines from En Plein Air by Marianne Szlyk from PonyOneDog Press
and video by Will Peebles, Savannah Morning News
Yearning for spring, I imagine
Spanish moss as white blossoms
bringing scent and warmth nearer.
I count bright green leaves
but find their waxy shade
impossible to bear in cold.
Lines from En Plein Air by Marianne Szlyk from PonyOneDog Press
and video by Will Peebles, Savannah Morning News
