Winter Apologia

I forgive the winter darkness that carries deep within the unspoken promise of the electricity of spring. Every dancing snowflake, each frost-muted twig, stows trickles of bird song, brightly budding sprigs of snowdrops, bluebells, cowslips and wood anemones, and bursts of fragrant blossom in hedgerows and the trees. Kim M. Russell, 23rd October 2019 My […]

Goodbye to Bees

Now that autumn is here, with winter on its heels, I observe ever-changing foliage through windows blurred with misty condensation. I think back to liquid sun- drops, pollen-perfumed bumble-kissed summer lullabies, and whisper goodbye to bees until they appear next year. Kim M. Russell, 25th September 2019 My response to Poets United Midweek Motif: Honey […]

The Long Night

They kept vigil throughout the night, watching every movement, every breath, every flicker of dwindling candlelight, shadowy fingers of encroaching death, until the welcome morning light gently caressed the child’s fretting face and soothed away the livid, bright red of fever. All those missed heartbeats crashed together with relief at the sight of the child’s […]

Reading Together

We get to know each other first, talk about books and reading until some children are fit to burst, they’re so keen to find out what I’m offering. I take out a book and the child says ‘Easy!’, explores the cover, reads the title, explains what they think it’s all about, and then we read […]