and this is what I know:married thirty-one years,living in a place wherebeauty is everywhere,yesterday we drovefor just over an hourpast the salt marsheson the North Norfolk coast. In an ice-blue skylapwings flash wings;skeins of geese fly overheadand a variety of ducks glideacross the briny water below. It’s a landscape of shiveringbird calls, marsh birds pouringover […]
Tag: Anniversary
Timepiece Anniversary
Time is a constant artistmarking our years together,reflecting seasonal colours. It’s a sculptor tracing years on skinfrom the moment we begin,a novelist writing our book. Now we have time to pauseand marvel at the winter suncomposing poems in our garden. Kim M. Russell, 30th January 2024 Thirty-one years ago.
On the Fourth Anniversary of Your Death
Like the sky maps sketchedin the bird brains of the geeseflying overhead this morningin their flocks and vees,your gentle face is etchedinto my genealogy.I hear their honk and chatterloud and clear; they fly byas if it doesn’t matterthat a day cannot be erasedby hoar frost. Yes, it’s here again,sparkling like it did four years ago,stiffening […]
On the anniversary of your death
Only a few days away, and nine years on, I recall the luminous hope that opened like a flower in my heart, when you opened your eyes. Death had not got its way. You perched on the windowsill of life, not yet ready to spread your wings, still tethered by earthly things. Hope was still […]
Lighthouse at Happisburgh
I am reblogging a poem I posted back in October to celebrate the 225th anniversary of Happisburgh Lighthouse, which is on the North Norfolk coast. Beacon in a turnip field Warns Of storms And danger On the sands No rocks here Just crumbling Cliff and beach Since the Ice Age A village that fears […]
Remembering my dad
Dad taught me to twist with a towel, skip like a boxer with his leather rope, and give my shoes a sapper’s* shine. Dad and I rode together on the 118 bus, watched Dr No and Goldfinger at Streatham Odeon, and danced to ‘Reach Out’ by the Four Tops. His voice was boxing on the […]
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