Gnats perform a ghostly slow gavotte, gathering like clouds in shafts of light, weaving, willowing wisps of curling smoke, drifting upwards and into the night: gathering, merging and dissipating, solemnly they join the twilight dance, fickle vampires flirting, mating, malign miasma of the Renaissance. Kim M. Russell, 2017 A swarm of gnats. Photograph: Martin Siepmann/Alamy […]
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My Mum’s Smile
Every summer in my earliest years, My mum aired a hand-sewn quilt And placed it on my bed. On sunny Sunday mornings, We would trace a patchwork journey, Each square a story Of the girl my mum used to be Before she belonged to me. Mum met everyone with a smile, A blossoming bud gleaming […]
Cracked Open
Bare earth rose: buckled, eroded craggy outcrops on the horizon, exposed to a breathless sky and Aurora’s lotus sun. Kim M. Russell, 2017 ‘Cracked Open’ by Ally Saunders My response to Tuesday Poetics: Ally Saunders – A Closer Look This week Mish is hosting Poetics and has a guest: Ally Saunders, an artist from Nanaimo, […]
Dayspring
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 […]
Snow fell…
Snow fell during the night, fresh and bitter, scattering glitter, exhaling biting winds perfumed with winter. This morning we marvelled at icicles and ice flowers on the window and tingled with the chilly thrill of a season all in one day. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response to dVerse Poets Pub Open […]
Radical
Scientists and builders envision a future skyscraper that devours smog: free radicals will mélange mist and fog, metaphor murk and mêlée confusion into melancholy morasses and disperse them into the sky as mellifluous gases. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on www.dailymail.co.uk My response to dVerse Poets Pub Tuesday Poetics – Verbify Me! Also linked to […]
Here Comes the Bride
Under blue skies on a sunny day at the end of May in Tuscany, I trod the stony, dusty track from the farm buildings to the wheat field where the wedding ceremony was taking place. After a busy morning placing five almonds in each of a couple of dozen mini Kilner jars and tying them […]
Precious
Rubies leached from sunlight disappear into the night- dark shadows of the sea. Red is the first colour absorbed by seawater. Diving in those depths, undisturbed by boats and nets, they are dragons of the sea. Red is the first colour absorbed by seawater. Riding the ocean’s swell, twirling their curly tails, they are bright […]
Weaving
A weaver, when she has prepared her loom, Lifts and depresses threads using a comb, A rigid heddle to help create a gap And stop the cloth collapsing in her lap. She knots and loops a rainbow of design With different wools and silks, both thick and fine, Depending on the outcome of it all: […]
Whisper of Weather
Fog obscures the path, Whispering smoke Among naked trees, Drawing everything Into its grey embrace. Dogs and walkers loom, Then fade and disappear Into its muffled eeriness. I walk on and brush away The damp and chilly trace Of foggy fingers from my face. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image by David Russell My response to dVerse […]
