Ah, an ode to winter. I love the smell of wood smoke and tree limbs lined with fresh snow. That said I’m looking forward to summer. This is an emotionally revealing poem, shedding winter clothes like they are not just protection from the cold but protection from feeling exposed and vulnerable.
Your style is refreshingly straightforward and full of nice descriptions. Though I’ve been really looking forward to summer lately, this has made me reflect and appreciate winter more even though I’m waaay over it! Change is good :)
Tad Winslow