Perspective in Yellow

Fields throbbing with electric yellow unfold to the foot of an ancient hill quizzically curved like Buddha’s eyebrow. The air zings with peppery pollen as rapeseed, with its Midas touch, starts to paint the landscape golden, and country people everywhere know that spring is finally here. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Sue Vincent’s […]

Vincent’s Valentine

Vincent said, “There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people’. But Vincent, when you braved love’s snarling thicket, you didn’t expect nervous coughs in quiet rooms. You believed that fungus and algae are stronger together, survive every kind of weather. Now, you gaze at your lover and see no white doves but a […]