During the cold cruel month of November, trees write poetry of loss and longing on the inside of their bark, were their sap weep

During the cold cruel month of November, trees write poetry of loss and longing on the inside of their bark, were their sap weep

$300

During the cold cruel month of November, trees write poetry of loss and longing on the inside of their bark, were their sap weeps.

© 2020 By Duane Kirby Jensen,

9 x 12 watercolor and pen on watercolor paper.