1. You breathe in earthy, musty, woody redolenceof paper, inky words, dreams,the comforting scentsof stories, poetry from past ages,paper that was born in reamsand cut neatly into pages. 2. You touch surfaces caressed by other fingers,pristine, dog-eared, annotated,abused, their colours:white, yellow, dessicated;the satisfying sussurusas you turn each page over. 3. You peruse crisp, fresh print […]
Tag: Day 20
Quince Essential
I am the ancient symbol of Aphrodite, who nibbled me to perfume her kiss and duly seal her married bliss. I am sexily pear-shaped and aromatic; in spring my robes of pink flowers unfold, while autumn’s scented orbs are gold. I am a pome, a love song or a poem, the original temptation in the […]
Swimming Wild
The evening tide is syrupy, strange ripples shivering. It laps at banks and licks salty rocks, as if it’s haunted. We dive in the river. It ties us in intricate knots. Kim M. Russell, 20th April 2021 Image by Christoper Osten on Unsplash My response to NaPoWriMo Day Twenty We’re two-thirds of the way through […]
Poetic Pollen
I inhale yellow: pollen dances on sunlight inhabiting air. Two geese overhead; their wing beats stir the cherry pink and freshly bloomed. Pollen-dusted bees zip in and out of flowers – honeyed promises. Kim M. Russell, 20th April 2019 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Weekend Mini-Challenge, in April: Three Spring Shorts Magaly […]
Love Eternally Day 20
even though you’re gone I can see your face clearly through the same blue eyes Kim M. Russell, 4th November 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 […]
Finding the Way Day 20
harlequin houses welcome vision for tired eyes a fisherman’s dream Kim M. Russell, 3rd August 2018 My daily response to Carpe Diem Summer Retreat 2018 Finding the Way At Carpe Diem, it’s time again for the traditional seasonal retreat: a period of 30 days in which the goal is to write a daily haiku or […]
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