After early showers on a capricious
Saturday in May, lunchtime
is bathed in balmy sunshine.
The shady toll path bustles
with strollers and joggers,
all inhaling spring’s steamy promise,
and echoes with a coxswain’s voice
counting rowers’ strokes.
On the opposite bank, a swan stretches;
alert to danger, she watches
over cygnets hidden in a nest,
anxious as perspiring rowers stop for a rest.
Around the bend, by Millmead Well,
willow branches catch
a glint of metal surrounded
by a foot-worn patch.
Walkers stumble on the scene,
at once nostalgic and serene:
two childish figures cast from bronze
kneeling before an open book.
Children and a fleeing rabbit
are reminders of many things:
shoes and ships and sealing wax,
cabbages and kings,
Cheshire cats and caterpillars,
Wonderland and magic mirrors.
Kim M. Russell, 2017
I started to write this poem after taking photographs on a walk last Saturday along the River Wey in Guildford, where Lewis Carroll often walked while visiting his six unmarried sisters who lived in The Chestnuts, next to the castle ruins. He lived the last year of his life in Guildford and is buried in the cemetery on The Mount. Linked to dVerse poets Pub Open Link night.
Thank you for the beautiful stroll.. far better than a wonderland… and i do prefer a swan like that too… better life than still
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Another swan, in such an English setting. I do like those lines, cabbages and kings…
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Lewis Carroll was a bit strange but I love his mad characters and strange rhymes 🙂
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Me too 🙂
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I walked with you along the River Wey. Thank you for my journey. I loved that last stanza especially!
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I’m glad you enjoyed the walk – it is a very lovely place.
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Very much enjoyed taking that evocative walk with you
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Thanks for coming along!
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The imagery to wonderland is beautiful and captivating. 🙂
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Thank you, Charlie!
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You welcome Kim. 🙂
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Yes, a lovely stroll in spring. Thanks, Kim!
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Thanks for strolling with me, Sarah!
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I absolutely love this! And the picture is wonderful, too, though I was sad to see the rabbit was only a statue and not real. By the way, you better warn that swan to stay about from Bjorn’s place. He’s cooking swan over there.
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Thank you, Linda! I’ve mentioned to Bjorn that the Queen’s swans are protected!
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Your line breaks are expertly drawn.
This is my favorite:
“two childish figures cast from bronze
kneeling before an open book”
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Thank you for reading and commenting!
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Great word picture. I felt right there next to the swan in the sun.
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Thanks Rachel!
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This had a very nostalgic feel naturally and I like how you’ve described the sunlight here.
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Thank you, Gretchen!
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Love that walrus and carpenter reference… takes me back for sure!
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I love the stroll under the sunshine and imagine myself reading a book filled with wonderland and magic mirrors ~
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Thank you, Grace!
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Such a descriptive poem. Made me feel like I was right there. Well done.
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Thank you!
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Love the fanciful feel. 🙂
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Thank you, Sascha 🙂
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“…shoes, ships, and sealing wax, cabbages and kings,” have very special meaning for me. You stopped me cold in my tracks…I was transported back to another time. Also a time of magic. The Universe speaks in your poem. Thank you.
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Thank you for reading, Annell! I’m delighted my poem spoke to you.
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Absolutely gorgeous saunter into Spring’s petticoats, as humanity bursts into the scene. Perfect blending of fantasy & apt observance of reality. I love your photo too. Don’t know if you take many shots, but would love to have you post some over at my international Facebook photography site, SOUTH SOUND MINIMALIST PHOTOS..Grace & Frank H. drop by sometimes…https://www.facebook.com/groups/129946770719368/
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Thanks, Glenn for comments and invite, both very kind. I’m a sporadic photographer, with a cheap, simple camera, but I have a selection of photos from which I can select a few. I’ll sort some out between finishing one lot of exam marking and the next, possibly next week.
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Beautiful, atmospheric and soft sojourn by the river. So well described.
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Thank you, Paul!
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Thank you for taking us along this lovely river stroll Kim – I especially enjoyed the swans. It is so alarming to them at nesting time when rowers go by until all returns to peace again :o) xxx
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Luckily most of the rowers on Saturday were youngsters and were so focused on getting their rowing right that they didn’t go near the swan. We were on the opposite bank. Unfortunately my camera hasn’t got a proper zoom so I couldn’t get the photos I wanted. 😦
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☺💖 xxx
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What a lovely journey you just took me on, Kim. I love the wandering feel and the memories you gave breath to here. A beautiful poem 🙂
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Thank you for reading, Ryan, and for your kind comments!
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Truly a pleasure 🙂
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Just love Alice and her adventures. You also captured a wonderful Saturday in the park.
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Thank you, Walter!
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A great snap shot of the moment and the book
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Thank you, Sabio!
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Brava.. 🌹🌹🌹😎
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