A life is not a
myth – it
is real, the sacrifice of
a mother who had to
lie in her own sweat and blood.
That metamorphosis from woman to mother
conveys what we have always known:
a mother is the fallible goddess of
truth.
Kim M. Russell, 15th June 2026
This Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub we are writing Quadrilles, those 44-word poems, which De would like us to infuse with the word ‘myth’.
I love the Rumi quote she chose to open her prompt: ‘Unfold your own myth’, and the C.S. Lewis one: ‘A myth is a lie that conveys a truth,” which I thought I might use in a word acrostic.
writing in north norfolk 
Oh, MY. Yes. I’m Momming young adults now, and this is ever, ever true! Love it, Kim.
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Thank you, De!
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Beautifully done, Kim. I didn’t realize it was an acrostic until I read your note.
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Thanks so much, Merril.
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What an awesome poem response to the prompt…and an acrostic!!! Master level writing their Kim, kudos to all the parents out there. If they put up with even half the stuff i pulled growing up to my Mom, then ya’ll are truly deserving of sainthood 🙏
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Thank you very much, Cara!
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Really nicely done, Kim. And a big Amen from me.
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Thanks Dwight.
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your quadrille is so real
BRAVO!!!
much love
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Well done, especially the acrostic.
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