In next-door’s garden there’s a sparkling circle of water, unruffled by wind and rain. I often wonder if the refection of leaves and clouds, if its pristine perfection has ever been cracked, shattered by the density of stone, […]
Day: April 13, 2018
The Thirteenth Metaphor
Ink waves on tide-planed shore disappear in foamy imprints in sand, where poems die, amber corpses in my hand. I exhale a breath into frozen pebbled mouths until their bones heave, paper miracles unfold and I rediscover ebb and flow of tides that cannot alter the progeny of my flesh. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My […]
Rainbow
A rainbow is the marriage of sunlight and rain. When kissed by a raindrop, a beam of white light disperses, in a similar way to light through a glass prism, into the colours at the ends of the visible light spectrum. We are taught about optical phenomena in school science lessons. However, as a child […]
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