Poems are born as tiny flickers from diverse seeds of our imagination that germinate, sprout and quicken, ready to be planted in other people’s minds, where they can bloom and flower or they can droop and wither in the frost of poets’ winter: misinterpretation. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response to […]
Day: July 17, 2017
Departure #3
autumn clocks go back every tick and tock echoes as summer departs Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai Autumn Retreat 2017 “departure”
writing in north norfolk 