Wind, Trees
Wind, Trees
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When I started this collection at the beginning of April I thought it would be an assortment of naturalist poems that would keep me company as I welcomed the spring. While it's kept me company in some capacity, the content was a bit different. Rather than exploring the natural world, Freeman instead examines its relationship to lives spent in it. I don't know if that's what made it hard for me at the start, but when I went back and revisited some of the poems tonight, keeping that in mind made a noticeable difference. I enjoyed it :)
Favourite poems were:
Yard Dogs
The Green Tram
Icicles
Without
Still
Sailing and
Signs