a glass of winenot mineblood redagainst whitelinenshimmerswith candlelightstirs emotionsand baffles headsmakes us dazedand confusedas someone once saidwith one flickof a napkinthe glass is dashedwhite linenadorned with rosy blush Kim M. Russell, 5th April 2021 Image by Edge2EdgeMedia on Unsplash My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille: In Praise of the Grape Linda, our host for […]

French Knots of Purple Heather

Spring French-knots the moorswith purple among rusted ferns,embroidering the tapestryof senses as the season turns,growing like a melody that slidesinto the senses on tumbling notes of birdsand the scattering of morning lightknotted together by a poet’s words. Kim M. Russell, 22nd March 2021 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille: Knot Mish is back this […]


we are aerial               we are swifts                              asleep on the wing                                             or rising sooty-brown                              to black against the sky               wings like scythesand all summer long we fly               until the long days pass                              African heat and grass                                             call like drums and rattles                                                                                                and we fly Kim M. Russell, 8th March 2021 My response to dVerse Poets Pub […]