from budding branches we are watched by many eyes overflowing spring crowned with shady trees cradling houses in their folds grassy summer hills resilient trees shed lemon, gold, pink and bronze autumn canopy in the winter woods under a blanket of snow green shoots are waking extraordinary Mother Nature works magic in every season Kim […]
Month: May 2017
While off-line…
I’ve been to London. Last Wednesday, my husband David and I attended the launch party of the Emma Press Anthology of Aunts at the Star of Kings, Kings Cross. The anthology, which is available to buy on Amazon, has been beautifully designed, edited and published by Rachel Piercey and Emma Wright. It was a pleasure […]
While I’ve been away…
another of my poems has been included in Visual Verse. Here’s a link to the May issue, Vol. 4, Chapter 7 of the online Visual Verse anthology. You can find my poem on page 24 or you can link directly to the poem, entitled ‘Blue Graffiti’.
Parole
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 […]
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
Waves
“These waves are claws, the boat is caught in them, you can feel it.” Theo van Gogh’s reaction to Hokusai’s ‘Under the Wave off Kanagawa’ Hokusai’s vivid emotion echoes, a great wave of Prussian blues, each line curling, echoing in its own splash, all born of a daily exorcism to limber up the brush: painting […]
Echoes of Bluebell Woods
Between the trees it’s blue, as if the sky had fallen and been transformed into nodding blooms, all-knowing fairy traps of truth. It’s a soft echo of blue, a Beltane pool to dive into and be swept away by a current of old magic. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response to […]
Unconditional Love Day 23
nest full of spring chicks a greenfinch sings from a branch each breath a shudder Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem Summer Retreat 2017 (unconditional) love
May Tan Renga Day 4
silent steps – one more candle illuminates the old chapel © Ese dancing shadows disappear banished by the growing flames Kim M. Russell, 2017 lighting one candle with another candle an evening in spring […]
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