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:
Kim M. Russell, 2017
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My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille #36 – Flicker
This Monday we’re back after a two week break to celebrate the sixth anniversary of dVerse.
Our host today is Grace, who has chosen the word ‘flicker’. She has given us three quotes to illustrate its use as a noun or verb:
‘Words should wander and meander. They should fly like owls and flicker like bats and slip like cats. They should murmur and scream and dance and sing.’ David Almond
‘Like a flash of lightning between the clouds, we live in the flicker.’ Joseph Conrad.
‘Love so needs to love that it will endure almost anything, even abuse, just to flicker for a moment. But the sky’s mouth is kind, its song will never hurt you, for I sing those words.’ Rumi