The hollow earth callswith a hollow voice,hollow words thudas they fall into mudand winter-dead bracken. How strange that hollowsshould pierce the earthwith yellow burstsof daffodil, narcissus,celandine and crocus. Kim M. Russell, 1st April 2023 April 1 is here, accompanied by the first day of NaPoWriMo. I’m following the National Poetry Writing Month on Facebook and […]
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Artemisia
muscle, artery and veina slice of knifespray of blood and painand fall of head in handsnot mine but mineis vengeanceswapping bloodfor turpentine and oilthumbscrew torture of a sybil for a quick deatha last breath Kim M. Russell For NaPoWriMo Day 1 A story about the body Artemisia Gentileschi – Self portrait as the Allegory of […]
At the end of the party…
when it all slows down, music, body, brain, you feel like you’ve been drinking acid rain. Lights explode into colours and shadows are palpable; in the dark corners of a sofa, some are even huggable. Darkness starts to fade, daylight begins to hover through gaps in the morning and a mother of a hangover and […]
Unexpected Guests
gathering flowers unexpected guests come to dinner Jane Reichhold gathering flowers in the heat of the evening the shadows lengthen unexpected guests break the stillness of twilight knocking at the door come to dinner animated shadows spread from candlelight’s glow Kim M. Russell, 3rd June 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1672 Troiku Month (1) […]
April
April started just today and yet it seems so far away, a distant joke other people play when they are young and full of life. I remember being drunk with love, with music and the stars above, the cosy walks in sun and rain; I hope we’ll do it all again now that April’s here. […]
Love Eternally Day 1
two sets of footprints merging on a windy beach unbroken by waves Kim M. Russell, 16th October 2018 My response to Carpe Diem’s Autumn Retreat 2018 Love Eternally It’s time for Carpe Diem’s Autumn Retreat, a period of 30 days to write haiku or tanka every day on a specific theme: ‘love eternally’.
Paradox of Absolutes
How can we grasp reality without images and parables? We live by laws of nature and sing our hymns of praise; reach for heaven and find infinity and flux, children fishing for stars in oceans. Like stars we return to dust, guide others to join up the dots, to understand the paradox between belief and […]
Deep Silence
from depths of silence the muffled tick of a clock anchored to morning Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem’s Vision Quest revived #1 deep silence Carpe Diem’s Vision Quest is a three-day challenge to write a haiku in response to a shared haiku, with only 24 hours to respond. A haiku captures […]
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