Saturday afternoon, two hours until the train leaves, the boardwalk springs under my feet and the river sports diamonds. In the stadium at Cardiff Arms Park, there’s a gathering of voices. It rises, echoes like the sea: the roar of spectators gathered for rugby. Kim M. Russell, 2018 Photographs by David Russell My response […]
Day: April 23, 2018
Medusa’s Wedding
A hiss of hair uncoils from its lavish cage of silk and lace, interwoven with gold and silver threads. She guards her stare, lowers turquoise lids, her coated lashes brush pale powered skin. Friends and family gather in the registry office hall and she has a sinking feeling, a foreshadow of tragedy. Then he’s standing […]
Demented April
She embroiders blossom on a blackthorn’s bladed barbs, pricking fingers frozen into claws her face wet with spit and spindrift of words that writhe like water in a weir. Language is drowned by the thunder of gushing water in her ears. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads NaPoWriMo: An […]
Building Wings
Every time you fall find a feather, gather them together until you have your wings, until the wind sings in your ears and you have lost your fears. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads NaPoWriMo: Poets of April Today Susie offers inspiration from poets born in April, with quotations […]
Bastet and the Cat
Ra rolls his flaming orb across the sky; its rays are captured in the eyes of cats, sacred creatures of mystery, revered as a deity and symbol of fertility. In my cats’ eyes solar flares flash green and amber every night, when Bastet the goddess beast protects the Pharaoh and stalks the dark until the […]
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