this fragile tent

a blog about small beautiful things

Posted on April 22, 2011 by Chris Goan

Spring is yellow

A gorsal revolution

It spikes the eye

Spring is white

Dancing petals blossom

Soft like melting snow

Spring is green

The barren wood sprouts feral fingers

Clawing at the new light

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