changing of the robes – deliberately I go to the neighbour to hold her child Shiba Sonome (Tr. Gabi Greve) a paper lantern in hand to illuminate her face Kim M. Russell, 20th February 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1610 Tan Renga Challenge Month 2019 (14) changing of the robes In today’s episode we […]
The Privilege of Green
Once I walked among dusty cars, along crowded streets, hemmed in by buildings and a depression of sky. I had the freedom, the privilege to choose green. Fields, trees and lush leaves are all that crowd me now, and the sky, although not green, stretches its hugeness to infinity. Kim M. Russell, 18th February 2019 […]
Water Reflections
water reflection– a flying squirrel across the wisteria’s mantle Takarai Kikaku (Tr. unknown) in distortions of ripples purple blossoms turn to clouds Kim M. Russell, 18th February 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1609 Tan Renga Challenge Month 2019 (13) water reflection Today we have a haiku by Takarai Kikaku, was one Basho’s best […]
Spring is in the Air
the sky is bluer birds are singing once again caressed by sunshine walkers thrust hands in pockets surprised by a chilly breeze Kim M. Russell, 18th February 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1608 Tan Renga Challenge Month 2019 (12) Spring is in the air This feels very strange, creating a Tan Renga from a […]
17th February – again
opening curtains after a long dark winter sunny day bursts in A haiku I wrote and posted on 17th February 2016, which I’d forgotten about but describes today perfectly. the sky is bluer birds are singing once again caressed by sunshine Kim M. Russell, 17th February 2019 My response to Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #72 […]
Dreams of Sap and Bark
They’d been whispering all night. I looked out of the bedroom window, hoping to catch them at it; I breathed in their beauty but all I heard was the hoot of an owl and the distant bark of a dog. This morning, when the moon had disappeared, I just knew they’d been awake all night […]
Watching the Sun Rise
We are silhouettes, shadows against the skyscape, although our feet are rooted in the earth. The artist Nature mixes a palette of lilacs, pinks and yellows to celebrate a new day’s birth and, while her brush hovers over shades of rose and primrose, the sun bursts forth and decides on gold. Kim M. Russell, 15th […]
Rubaiyat of Light
The moon’s a balloon that expands with night and bursts with stars and constellations bright, reminding late night lovers of the dawn whose fingers shatter dreams with early light. In the amber glow of a winter morn, when doors are locked and curtains are still drawn, early risers leave the warmth of their sheets to […]
An Open Window
the sound of the surf enters my home through the open window and a butterfly Chèvrefeuille (2018) an ephemeral shimmer on its ocean-scented wings the curtain flutters ruffled by a summer breeze and the crash of waves silver-washed butterfly sails into the blue again Kim M. Russell, 14th February 2019 My response to […]
The Blossoming
Love begins as a bud, new, green and fragile, teased by the breeze and early morning dew. Love begins to open, soft, shy and gentle, caressed by the breeze and the rising sun. Love bursts and blossoms, bright and transcendental, mingling spring scents and lovers’ breath. Love often withers, brown, dry and fearful, hoping that […]
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