Conjuring Spring

After dark months of hard-as-iron winter, cold and long, the first month of spring has been bereft of birdsong. Still, the vernal magic wand is quietly greening, scattered with white stars of snowdrops, yellow daffodils and golden coronas of celandine, conjuring constellations of sunshine. Kim M. Russell, 23rd March 2020 My response to dVerse Poets […]

Wild Fruit

In the garden centre nursery, young raspberry plants long to break free from pots, and run wild in soil: sharpen up their thorns, let their pale green leaves unfurl and plump up ruby globes fit to burst sweetly on our tongues – to be sprung! Kim M. Russell, 27th January 2020 My poem for dVerse […]

Tempest

The sea awakens as a kraken from steady in-and-out of sleep, rises from the deep, utters a staccato stutter of briny breath (with undertones of birth and death). Its growl grows, rocks and rolls waves into oceanic roar, a seismic tempest never heard before. Kim M. Russell, 13th January 2020 My response to dVerse Poets […]