Скачать или смотреть Gushing Winter River - A Poem from Snackintyre Studios Poetry Department

A short poem from the Snackintyre Studios Poetry Division about standing outside and listening to ice melt from the trees—one of those moments that feels like spring for a second, even though it’s still December.

Stick around to the end… gravity, timing, and early January might matter more than you think.

"Melting ice drips from the trees, a gushing winter river finding its way down.
It sounds like spring as a kid, when winter finally loosened its grip.

Frost still clings to him—ice crystals melting into droplets, trailing behind.
Like gravity has only just returned.

But it’s December.
This isn’t over yet."

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