The Hollow Earth

The hollow earth calls
with a hollow voice,
hollow words thud
as they fall into mud
and winter-dead bracken.

How strange that hollows
should pierce the earth
with yellow bursts
of daffodil, narcissus,
celandine and crocus.

Kim M. Russell, 1st April 2023

April 1 is here, accompanied by the first day of NaPoWriMo. I’m following the National Poetry Writing Month on Facebook and on their website:

Their (optional) prompt for the first day of NaPoWriMo is a fun one. Our challenge is to take a look through Public Domain Review’s article on ‘The Art of Book, find one that takes our fancy, and let ourselves be inspired to write a poem.

I chose Franklin Titus Ive. The Hollow Earth. New York: Broadway Publishing Co., 1904


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