to ease the itch of words that wake her up at night; to sing in a different language, one with imagery and bite; to linger in lines where no other poet has been yet; to smile to herself when other people get where she comes from and what she needs. Kim M. Russell, 24th January […]
Quilt
cold nose and warm lap on a quilt stuffed with feathers a purring cat Kim M. Russell, 24th January 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1591 quilt (futon) We are exploring classical and modern kigo for winter and today our classical kigo is ‘ quilt’ (or futon), with a few examples: waga hone no […]
Bean Soup
after ice and fog bowls filled with spices and steam rainbow coloured beans Kim M. Russell, 22nd January 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1590 bean soup The modern kigo for today is ‘bean soup’, taken from Jane’s Dictionary of Haiku. W also have examples written by Jane on that theme: cold rain falling into […]
Shedding Skin
The first time I shed skin, my tongue probed the blade of a new language, tasted unfamiliar vowels and consonants, bled new words and poems. The second time I shed skin, the words were mine but the tune was new, lilting and green. The last time I shed skin, the landscape taught me everything I […]
A Handsome Duck
red-faced and whiskered dipping his beak water-deep handsome Mandarin Kim M. Russell, 21st January 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1589 mandarin ducks (oshidori) Today is a reprise episode of ‘mandarin ducks’, which is a classical kigo for winter. We also have a few haiku with this kigo as examples: furu ike no oshidori ni […]
Delight in Company
by candlelight the profile of her face radiant with smiles Kim M. Russell, 20th January 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1588 delight in company This month we are exploring classical and modern kigo (seasonwords) for winter and today we have a modern kigo, which has been taken from Jane Reichhold’s Saijiki, A Dictionary of […]
A Certain Calm
a certain calm in summer’s passing flowers a faded dew-soaked daisy […]
A Frosty Night
On this frosty night, stars blow themselves to smither- eens and fall like feathers. Silvery hisses and splutters of white noise in my ears rush like the ocean on shingle, a symphony of moonlight, on this frosty night. Kim M. Russell, 19th January 2019 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Weekend Mini-Challenge: Mustn’t […]
Halo of Imagination
How incandescent is graffiti of the mind! On naked brick a celestial trick, a light show of imagination in deepest winter’s meditation. Kim M. Russell, 19th January 2019 My response to Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt: Imagination #writephoto
Busonki Troiku
hooded darkness spilling on the first light snow shadow of the moon hooded darkness not even a star shaped hole in the bowl of the sky spilling on the first light snow a poet’s fresh ink inspiration shadow of the moon flying past its silver face a skein of snow geese Kim M. Russell, 17th […]
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