Last Saturday I left home a mother and made a journey of just over four hours to visit my daughter and look after her home while she was in hospital. The train journey was chilly and the landscape covered by a blanket of snow, with the constant worry that at some point the train might […]
All along the railway, the landscape’s studded with beechwoods, earthworks and tracks, serenaded by rocking clickety-clacks, and accompanied by clouds that scudded in from the east on a bitter weeping wind. Through dusty, grease-smeared glass, sidings sport orchards as we pass, sprouted from cores tossed from train windows: a magical hoard of apples glows, embers […]
Memorable March landscapes glimmer. Morning song escapes, giddy with green budding light, new life breaking like a tide. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Fussy Little Forms: Tanaga Marian says that she wrote this prompt in the early morning as her town woke up under a blanket of fresh […]
While I was staying with my daughter, her husband and brand new grandson, another of my poems was published in Volume 5, Chapter 5 of the Visual Verse Anthology. You can find it on page 18 or you can follow the link to Fetching. I’m delighted that Rajani and Misky are also featured again.