The theatre crumbles with each blow of the wrecking ball. Are the ghosts trembling? © Rosemarie Horvath Iwasa the theatre crumbles long after the curtain fell the overture lingers with each blow of the wrecking ball dust and plaster merge a death mask are the ghosts trembling? crowds of dark shadows converge waiting in the […]
Day: February 2, 2018
Green Willow
slender willow tree bending to each season’s wind until the axe falls Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem #1358 Green Willow
Bamboo Flute
in bamboo shadows spring breezes find fingerholes listen to the flute Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1357 The Flute
My first Cherita
winter sun has woken sombre sharp-suited magpies clatter in the trees the garden is elemental a gathering of gnarled and feathered sentinels Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #17 Out of The Carpe Diem Box Chèvrefeuille has surprised us with a new Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation feature, called ‘Out […]
Peace Within Days 15 to 18
woods and fields flicker in a flood of morning sun train windows flash a red kite flutters sun catches and burns its wings sacrificed to wind bent by sudden gusts smoke tugs at a chimney stack a dirty dancer a welter of surf falling in a hiss of spray February tides Kim M. Russell, 2018 […]
