In "The Still Frost," the chill of winter is not merely a season but a poignant metaphor for introspection and resilience. Each poem invites readers to explore the delicate dance between silence and emotion, weaving together imagery of frost-tinged mornings and the quiet whispers...
In "The Still Frost," the chill of winter is not merely a season but a poignant metaphor for introspection and resilience. Each poem invites readers to explore the delicate dance between silence and emotion, weaving together imagery of frost-tinged mornings and the quiet whispers...