On frost-fractured morningsI pause to ponder the intricacy of lighton ice-sugared pinecones scattered like flotsamamong the silvery filigree of leaves and twinkling twigs that litter the path.And I remember winter’s mission:the extinction of useless lights and drawing of grey cloud curtainsacross the sky. But I knowthat light cannot be completely erased: it’s there in the […]
Tag: Open Link Night
A Roof Against the Rain (a quadrille)
You’re my roof against the rain,where I’m safe from thunder-grumblesechoing across the sky and sharplightning forks stabbing the earth.Life’s not always a stormy downpour,it can be a refreshing shower.I’m glad that you aremy roof against the rain. Kim M. Russell, 21st November 2025 Today Sanaa is delighted to host Open Link Night at the dVerse […]
The Letter
The fragile paper almost torewith the pressure of her pen,ink blotting, words bleeding.So she wrote it out againon thicker vellum. The original words had fallenlike confetti from her hand – butwhen she copied them out,they did not express her emotion;they seemed flat. Heart fluttering with frustration,hand slick with perspiration,she focused on the punctuation;the final full […]
Memory is the Happiness of Being Alone
with the familiar heftof the tome,the unique cover,anticipation of what’s inside. It’s the imprintof fingers on paperand the gentle flickof a page. Print marks magicallyconjure meaning,images, sounds and emotionsin the happy quietude of alone. It’s transportationto another place or time,into the mind of someoneyou will never touch, but you can love and respect,despise, accept or […]
Eternity
Eternity is the great unknown, a breathbeyond the stars, and life and death, a shimmering black holewaiting to swallow us whole, together with all our thoughts, it seems,our hopes, desires and dreams. In dreams, we travel through timeand space, a place sublime, and maybe catch a glimpseof eternity. But they are mere blinks of our […]
Splendour
Throughout summer,there are countless shadesof green and shapesof leaves, textures of bark.Some grow tall, while others revelin their stunted hunchbacks,sculpted by weather. While scrawny sunflowerscomplain about their lastdance with the sun,trees smile and limber upfor the golden splendourstored in their roots,their hidden autumn treasure. Kim M. Russell, 14th August 2025 This Thursday at the dVerse […]
The Uncertainty of the Poet
She tries to see beyondthe contours of the marble torso, the pile of over-ripe bananasand the shadows of the building, to the boats by the harbour wall,the darkening sky and the coming storm. But her thoughts returnto sunshine and shadow, the dimple in the statue’s backsideand the bruised yellow of fruit about to rotin the […]
Geometry
Earth tone structures throwa geometry of shadows,some angled, some ragged,in the punishing sun.Windows reflect light until it grabs the cityand shakes it by the scruff,plays pick-up sticks with chimney stacksand hide-and-seek with sky-lights.There is no shade, just brick and concrete,from skyscraper roof to urban street.Inside, cool air hiccups from air-conditioning;outside, exhaust belches from traffic,suffocating the […]
Nocturne in Grey and Gold: Chelsea Snow
Artists capture fleeting moments,but their impressions might remain for ever. Thus we feel the chill of snow and night air.We’re drawn from here to there,towards warm light. The shadowy figure crossing the bridgeappears to stumbleor slip on the icy pavement,drunk perhaps.We cannot see his face,but he seems determined,late for an assignation, angry, seekingcompany, or is […]
Casting On With Grandmother
She taught me the art of patience,guiding awkward childish fingersto draw a loop around a needle,keep going until too-tight, sweat-soaked woolbecame a square. Knit was the basic stitch, purl soon followed,we explored more complicated structuresmore colourful and designs until, together,we conjured up a rainbowfrom cheap or unravelled yarnthat itched. Later, at parties, that knitterin the […]
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