in the middle of a field eyes squeezed tightly shut mouth open wide fingers in ears sound is suspended now and then a motorbike roars and whines cars hum in the distance senses open to patch of blue taste of earth and thud of heart Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to dVerse Poets Pub […]
Category: Poems
A poem to sum up my feelings in this post.
Yesterday’s Headlines
Daily life is abbreviated, compounded and hyphenated by headline news. Internet starts to click with the over-75s while there are tough new controls for web giants, checkouts thrown out by Amazon. No one is safe. Ex-football coach faces 29 child sex charges, hit-and-run pair jailed, and teaching was like going into battle, says high-flyer. There’s […]
Impressions of Tuscany
As vivid as an artist’s impression of patchwork fields, a vision of green and amber slopes rises, crowned with dark trees, holds farms and villages in its folds, a mother’s apron stained with hues of tomato and grape, perfumed with olive, rosemary and basil. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Tuscan Village by Santo De Vita found […]
Mixed Media
Metallic red desk lamp spotlights a mug, paints concentric halos in cold coffee and reflects off the computer screen. From the gutter above the window, rain drips; fingers make the keyboard click in time with dancing words that form into lines. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Bits of […]
Discovering the White Rabbit
After early showers on a capricious Saturday in May, lunchtime is bathed in balmy sunshine. The shady toll path bustles with strollers and joggers, all inhaling spring’s steamy promise, and echoes with a coxswain’s voice counting rowers’ strokes. On the opposite bank, a swan stretches; alert to danger, she watches over cygnets hidden in a […]
Sad Pathetic Fallacy
The world was disappointing, dry and thirsty, full of sadness, longing for some artistic creativity, when the slate sky flickered with metallic electricity. Thunder rumbled. The brawling river, rushing with rain-swollen flow, swung into a roaring curve below towards a thundering waterfall, rearing in glassy surges, snagging on the riverbed, like King Lear on the heath: […]
While off-line…
I’ve been to London. Last Wednesday, my husband David and I attended the launch party of the Emma Press Anthology of Aunts at the Star of Kings, Kings Cross. The anthology, which is available to buy on Amazon, has been beautifully designed, edited and published by Rachel Piercey and Emma Wright. It was a pleasure […]
While I’ve been away…
another of my poems has been included in Visual Verse. Here’s a link to the May issue, Vol. 4, Chapter 7 of the online Visual Verse anthology. You can find my poem on page 24 or you can link directly to the poem, entitled ‘Blue Graffiti’.
Parole
What has been imprisoned under the lawn all winter? Frozen mud, rendered malleable by spring warmth, releases rusty skeletons of ginger bud cases, last spring’s copper fairy lights. Stones and flint jingle underfoot, sigh a heavy scent from crumbly lumps of black earth, exuding worms from clumps, evicting glossy beetles from ivy tangled in the […]
Waves
“These waves are claws, the boat is caught in them, you can feel it.” Theo van Gogh’s reaction to Hokusai’s ‘Under the Wave off Kanagawa’ Hokusai’s vivid emotion echoes, a great wave of Prussian blues, each line curling, echoing in its own splash, all born of a daily exorcism to limber up the brush: painting […]
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