Waiting for No One

They say time waits for no one, moving on, a tractor along a furrow, turning dark soil like broken chocolate into tomorrow, rattling through the season. We, like seagulls, follow, grey-headed envoys in the air, cursing the changing atmosphere. Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on http://flickrhivemind.net/Tags/gulls,tractor/Interesting My response to dverse Poets Pub Tuesday’s Poetics – It’s […]

A Poem Comes to Life

The white bones of a poem long for words, flesh of their existence. Wily words prick, leaving indelible tattoos on the poet’s soul, squirming onto a page, punctuated with Rorschach blots. The poet splits into three: artist, scribe and critic talk among themselves. Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: The […]

Romantic Counterpoint

gentle and tender a romantic counterpoint of darkness and light melodious piano tied up with seductive strings Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Carpe Diem #1094 Trio for Violin, Cello and Piano Op. 17 Allegro Moderato by Clara Schumann Today Chèvrefeuille has shared a beautiful composition by Clara Schumann (1819-1896) and one of his […]