Better than nothing at all

Back in the seventies when I was a student in Cologne, I submitted poems to various publications; some were published, and others returned with the usual brief note about the poem(s) not being the right fit for an edition or anthology. I once received a short letter from Zoe Fairbairns when she edited Spare Rib, […]

Past Peonies

Grandfather’s garden I pick peony petals fading on dry soil Grandfather’s garden haven of childhood summers no clouds in the sky I pick peony petals silky frills of deep cerise my secret friends fading on dry soil distant memories and tears his watering can Kim M. Russell, 16th August 2019 My response to Carpe Diem […]