Spoken word of my poem ‘An imprecise grief’ This haiku was inspired by winter and this quote: ‘December’s language is imprecise grief…’ (Nelly Sache, tr. by Eric Plattner, from The Seeker: “Enigmas of Night,”) There is a weighted sorrow to these winter months. But beauty without doubt too. I took the video out walking near where I live last year. The morning light guiding a path through the trees and icy meadow ❄️🍃 Let me know if you like this in the comments 🖤 and feel free to save and share.