What has been imprisoned under the lawn all winter? Frozen mud, rendered malleable by spring warmth, releases rusty skeletons of ginger bud cases, last spring’s copper fairy lights. Stones and flint jingle underfoot, sigh a heavy scent from crumbly lumps of black earth, exuding worms from clumps, evicting glossy beetles from ivy tangled in the […]
Day: May 9, 2017
May Tan Renga Day 5
first autumn morning the mirror I stare into shows my father’s face © Murakami Kijo memories evaporate into steam clouds of sorrow Kim M. […]
Unconditional Love Day 24
early morning sounds fading dreams, a loved one’s breath beating of two hearts Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem Summer Retreat 2017 (unconditional) love
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