It’s that time I fear, when we are expected to be of good cheer, like a glass of mulled wine or a pint of good beer, to dance with the boss at the company Christmas party and regret it the rest of the year. Kim M. Russell, 2nd December 2018 My response to dVerse Poets […]
Departure
leaving weighs heavy in a heart that longs to fly the spreading of wings Kim M. Russell, 3rd December 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1557 Departure … In the first regular episode of December 2018 we are setting off on a journey again, this time along the Pan American Highway, which goes from Canada […]
A Quiet Place
This is a quiet place: a collection of moments, a still languid lake that swallows each drop of rain and cries tears of memories in watery reflections. Wistfully blue complexions shimmer with light and shadow, split by the occasional kingfisher or dragonfly, the only chinks in a diluted sky. Kim M. Russell, 2nd December 2018 […]
Plato and Old Age
murder of old crows escaping youthful pleasures mad and furious Kim M. Russell, 2nd December 2018 My response to Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #61 a new feature for the weekend … introduction Not only does Carpe Diem have a new CDHK Weekend Meditation logo for Winter but it also has a new feature, Carpe Diem […]
Jessie
Jessie was a teacher when a camera changed her life: while traditional women were content with being wives, she used her sharp eye and ability to hustle, ignoring constraints of corset and bustle, to seek the newsworthy and documentary. Instead of portraits of well-bred young women, she photographed a murder trial, slums and local prison. […]
Poetry reading
The Emma Press Second Place Rosette launch. My reading:
Fleeting Autumn
November shivers oaks no longer cling to rust frost is in the air Kim M. Russell, 30th November 2018] My response to Carpe Diem #1556 fleeting autumn (yuku aki) In the final episode of November 2018, in which we have been celebrating the beauty of autumn, we have a classical kigo, ‘fleeting autumn’ (yuku aki), […]
November Dawn
Morning creeps on feline feet gentle and velvety dark, clambers over the garden gate and lands in dewy grass. She dances in between the trees, her light translucent glass, leaving dewy diamonds wherever her feet pass. Kim M. Russell, 29th November 2018 My response to Poets United Midweek Motif: Morning Poem Sumana asks us to […]
Dewy Mushrooms
mushrooms not yet that many days of autumn dew a forest of ashen moons sprouting from the earthy mulch pine mushroom with its ragged top it’s like a pine tree snowy spores a prediction early sprinkling of winter glistening dew not spilling from bush clover still it sways the watery weight of dawn in a […]
No Vacancies
in vacant windows no chintzy drapes or roses just my reflection staring back from the darkness or a ghostly resident Kim M. Russell, 27th November 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1554 Haunted Houses (modern kigo) Today’s modern kigo, ‘haunted houses’, has been taken from Jane Reichhold’s Dictionary of Haiku, from the section autumn and […]
