hangs the cosiest cardigan, the one I hug to me in the early morning; that embraces me while brewing the first cup of tea; that warms me as I write a chilly January poem; the one that shields me from the sneaky draught that evades the excluder and, unwarmed by the log burner, wraps itself […]
Month: January 2019
Bonfire
orange flames flicker we are drawn to bonfire heat sparks among the stars Kim M. Russell, 7th January 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1579 bonfire (takibi) This month we’re exploring modern and classical kigo (seasonwords) for winter. Today’s classical kigo is ‘bonfire’ (takibi).
Lonely Magpie
On a never-ending January day, the whole garden drips with silent grief. There are a few sparse, dried-up leaves clinging desperately to the willow, now pollarded and looking sorry for itself. No birds alight on its branches, not even the magpie, which has taken to haunting the silver birch right at the end near the […]
Amaryllis
a naked lady opening her lush petals with scarlet flourish Kim M. Russell, 6th January 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1578 Amaryllis (modern kigo) This month we are exploring classical and modern season words (kigo) for winter. Today’s modern kigo (taken from Jane Reichhold’s Dictionary of Haiku) is amaryllis.
In the Cathedral
I am not a member of an organised religion but I believe I am a spiritual person. Although I don’t attend church, I like to visit them, whether they are small local churches or cathedrals. I love the quiet, the smell of burning candles and incense, and stained glass windows. Many large cathedrals have crypts, […]
Mothspell
I wander in the standing stones, gather objects for potions: hemlock parts and gossamer, eye of toad and an owl’s feather. A celestial light show sparks and suddenly, without a flutter, a moth is trapped in a halo of moonlight and I am rapt; lured by a death head’s powdered pinion – a fatal attraction. […]
Renewal
In a bright display, dawn bursts and colour- washes the sky with a still life of hot pink, purple and gold. Aurora ameliorates and burnishes the old in a bleak, wintry landscape with silhouetted lucidity and an artist’s eye. Kim M. Russell, 4th January 2019 My response to Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt: […]
Snowflakes
blooming on the wind icy flowers swirl and melt on a waiting tongue Kim M. Russell, 4th January 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1577 snowflakes (kazahana) This month we are exploring the kigo (seasonwords) of winter. Chèvrefeuille reminds us that one of the basic rules of a classical haiku is the use of kigo, […]
Morning Inspiration
I get up early while you’re still asleep; avoid the cats while creeping down the stairs, try not to wake you with my leaden feet, and stumble over work boots into chairs. The floor is cold, and so’s the toilet seat, the sink is laced with toothpaste and stray hairs. The cat tray smells and […]
Bread-Making in Winter
For months frayed foliage has covered earth, the agèd year is faded to sepia shades and now it turns again to white and grey with early dusk as winter draws its breath. The frigid bite of January’s mellowed, outdone by the aroma, as it lingers, of yeast and flour wafting from your fingers, familiar scent […]
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