There are few blooms in the city yet,save a misty cerise-tinged sunset; one can only imagine a haze of wetcherry blossoms defining sooty silhouettes and pinking up the skyline. Who am Ito criticise a city dweller who climbs high enough into the sky to smell the distant,violaceous lilac tree’s aromatic scent? Kim M. Russell, 15th […]
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Words Above the Door
This is a space for books and words,stories and poetry live here,with enormous windows for watching birds,cats and occasional deer.The garden outside is wild and green,a space filled with shrubs and trees,while the inside breathes imagination;when you enter, a line or a poem, please,or a prayer for further creation.Bric-a-brac fills all available space,on the walls […]
(G)love Story
Enclose my hand with yourslike a glove of velvet or woolthat swallows my hand whole. Caress my tingling fingerswith the fabric of your soul,whether rough or smooth. Let me slip into every finger-hole,feel the warmthand comfort of weft and warp. Enclose my hand with yours. Kim M. Russell, 2016 Detail from Man with a Glove […]
Sanctuary from a Rain Storm
On a fine day, I decide to visit Norwich. I drive to the park and ride, hop on a bus and, once in the city centre, head for Elm Hill, to explore its Tudor buildings, quaint shops and courtyards, which have been used often in settings for films, and are reputedly haunted. Clouds gather overhead, […]
A Stretch After Winter
Time stretches into timelessness,lifeless days under leaden skiescounting crows in a damp terrain.Morning sky is flushed with roseand evening’s much the same. But soon the sky bursts into flame.A thrush trills an early clarion calland sunlight filters through a hazeof snowdrops and catkins.Time stretches into timelessness. Striding out on a day like thisforces chilled air […]
Music of the Moorings
A sunny afternoon spent by themoorings watching boats; a smelldrifts off the water ofsun cream, lazy days and freedom,when days are long and warm,and barbecues singe gentle winds.Holidaymakers escape the limits ofsweltering city life in summer;I watch them navigate the dyke as I lingernear a patch of water lilies inthe shade of trees. I feel […]
Goodbye January
Not long ago, sharp winter daysraised the curtain on January.Wary birds battled frost. Imagine nicotine dragon-breath clouds,shrouds of icy fog curling,whirling through the sky. Goodbye to the bitter cold.Bold spring blossoms will soon appear.Cheer February in its glory. Kim M. Russell, 5th February 2024 It’s Monday and, at the dVerse Poets Pub, Lillian is our […]
Woman with Flowered Hat
I cannot greet with nod of head,so I walk erect and smile insteadat passers-by who stop and stareat the flowered hat atop my hair.My neck is long, the hat is tall,I must beware in case it falls.Tottering along the crowded lanes,I dodge the parasols and canes;the flamboyant blossoms on my hatraise whispering and lots of […]
Dancing, Naturally
A murmur of whirring wings,an eddy of starlingsconverges and separatesin the helices and pirouettesof an aerial ballet. Follow the moon and Earthas they trip a tantriclight fantastic,cheek to cheek, face to face,inhaling each other’s breath. Why let words get stucksomewhere between uswhen hands and bodies talk?Express them in movement,in the way you dance and walk! […]
A Gasp of Breath
Temperatures are not as low as they were a week or so ago and I’m venturing out earlier for my daily walk, still wearing a thick overcoat with hat, scarf and gloves. It’s only a lap around the village, over the bridge, down past the horses and back around the moorings, where the dyke is […]
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