I can still smell soap bubbles in the scullery, steamy clean and floating through my early years; my grandmother’s hands red and hot, tea-towels boiling in the biggest pot as I turned the handle of the wringer, reminded always to ‘Mind your finger!’ I remember sitting on the back step while she raised the line […]
Day: October 2, 2018
The Shyness of Beauty
to listen, fine not to listen, fine too… nightingale singing out of the darkness the shyness of her […]
Blossoms
a blackbird whistles in a cloud of pink blossom announcing the day these cherry blossoms each one a microcosm painted by nature Kim M. Russell, 2nd October 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1511 Basho’s Blossoms (Revise That Haiku) Today it’s the second letter in the alphabet, B for Basho’s blossom, and the challenge is […]
writing in north norfolk 