Grandmother’s Shoes

She had a closet full of shoes she wouldn’t throw away, reminders of the comfy days when every shoe would fit. For me, it was a treasure trove of giant shoes for a four-year-old to slide across the lino, Ginger to my grandfather’s Astaire. I was completely unaware of the agony of her size three […]

Passion for Perfection

He glows with bliss, with an innate passion for perfection. Pressing fingers, his caressing hand lingers, a blessing on the wax sole of her right foot. Repeating movements endlessly does not destroy the spontaneity, the joy in recreating every day a corps de ballet. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille: […]

Bees

bees dance weaving between buzz and hum drunk with pollen Kim M. Russell, 2017   My response to Carpe Diem Utabukuro #2 solar eclipse August 21st 2017 This weekend we have an Utabukuro episode, in which Chèvrefeuille asks us to share a favourite haiku or tanka and write an all new haiku or tanka inspired […]