through a time-worn pupil, focused on the blue-grey wash, we paddle in shallows, waiting for the seasonal tide to turn. Here there is no stubble, no furrows, just poetry pure and wild whirring in and out of hedgerows thick with hips and haws and pouring from the sky, a migrating flock of swallows. Kim M. […]
Tag: Sight
The Sight of Stars
ancient memories light up the night sky with a shimmer of astral dust yesterday’s magic scintillates astrology and mysticism a twinkling aura crowns the moon drunk with cosmic wine and weightlessness motionless in freefall earth is an afterthought a blue yo-yo suspended in the echo chamber of space while the universal orchestra plays a silent […]
Peregrine
Scimitar wings cut through the air: falcon of kings watching, a silent movie villain twitching his black moustache. Dark and angular, this fearsome hunter hangs motionless. Tail clenched, closing wings into a stoop, he bullets towards his prey, banks and shoots away out of sight. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response […]
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