Wriggle and Squirm

Sometimes, when the sun has gone to bed, a can of words opens in my head, too tired to stop them wriggling across my brain, they leave slime and detritus, worry and pain, a blot on the landscape of my weary creativity. I carry them with me up the creaky stairs and, as soon as […]

Winter Chrysanthemum

winter chrysanthemum, wearing nothing but its own light                              Mizuhara Shūōshi (1892-1981) fragile from the bitter frost radiant smiling sunshine             Kim M. Russell, 12th February 2020   My response to Carpe Diem Tan Renga Wednesday #13: Winter Chrysanthemum In today’s episode of Tan Renga Wednesday, our goal is to create a […]