Dawn 5th July 2017

this summer morning I whisper happy birthday your ghost vanishes Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem #1214 dawn In a new episode of Haiku Kai, Chèvrefeuille has brought us another modern kigo for summer, taken from Jane Reichhold’s A Dictionary of Haiku, dawn.  Mine is rather personal. I would also like to […]

The Edge of Dawn

I’m waking on the edge of dawn, shadow-lit and milky-grey, diffused by pigeon’s wings in sun as they ascend into the day. I’m clinging to the edge of dawn, a sparkling morning has arrived, and the magic’s only just begun: mist clears from heaven’s eye, leaves snowdrop-scented dew on lawn, and daffodil trumpets breathe a […]


I stride along a frostbound road, eager to watch the dawn unfold these creased and crumpled fields; hasten due east, towards the tight crack of the horizon squeezing out a gorgeous blood red sun, a genesis – a birth at the very edge of earth. Kim M. Russell, 2017   Photograph by David Russell My […]