Beneath the frost of November moon they murmur musky mist around the bone of tree-like antlers, a message of timeless continuity, melodic but wordless like the music of rain and flowing streams, or stars and comets rejoicing in their beams. Russet and lemon-yellow leaves no longer rustle but drift and rot, muting Earth the singer […]
Day: November 1, 2019
A Field of Dried Grass
a field of dried grass orchestra of grasshoppers sending me to sleep Kim M. Russell, 1st November 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1773 Kick Off: A Field of Dried Grass (Basho) White rabbits! Pinch, punch, first day of the month! In the first episode of November, Carpe Diem’s new theme is ‘Never Change A […]
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