Behind brief, flickering shadows,the invisible bones of nature glow. Autumn sun burnishes leaves,like gun smoke their incense breathes. For centuries men have used their mindsto construct walls of different kinds to repel enemies and protecttheir property, kin and the rich select. But nature has a single secret,one she’s never very well kept: winter threatens humans […]
Tag: e.e. cummings
[when i think of you]
after e.e. cummings i see your bike left haphazard on the edge of the forbidden cricket pitch fringed with golden hued birds-foot trefoil and clover, sky overhead cross-hatched with vapour trails, like the lines that sketch your face now; your face then was freckled, your breath sweet with bubble gum, lips stained orange with the […]
Beautiful Prisoners
giant crack willows burst open with verdant joy slender prisoners on early release, riding the breath of an April breeze Kim M. Russell, 17th April 2019 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Poems in April Day 17: Somewhere in the midst of stirring April Sanaa is our host today and she brings us […]
In the Street of the Sky – a quadrille
Audacious night is out there scattering poems again like snowflakes, frost or fallen stars, all over the street of the sky. Full of wonder, at the open window, all I can do is watch carefully in case night accidentally drops one in my lap. Kim M. Russell, 23rd August 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden […]
On this autumn morning…
I thought I’d start with one of my favourite poems by e.e. cummings A Wind Has Blown The Rain Away And Blown a wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think i too have known autumn too long (and what have you […]
writing in north norfolk 