The solitary universe of a poet can be blinkered by introspection. We follow a narrow route from desk – to fridge – to bath- room; it’s the poet’s fertile imagination that wanders a path between bluebells and wood anemones. In our current virus-infected situation we gather in a virtual world to share maps of secret […]
Tag: Solitude
Fragile Edge of Solitude
I walk alone where hard pebbles roll beneath soft soles. The ocean is whipped and lacy waves, a mêlée of foamy white and foggy grey, chase across the sand, tickle toes, lisping at the fragile edge of solitude. Kim M. Russell, 27th March 2019 My response to Poets United Midweek Motif: Solitude Sumana says that […]
The Solitude of Green
It is never lonely in our garden; there is no despair or desolation, just the solitude of green. Even in winter, I am embraced by green: the bending of the grass to my feet; the fresh shoots of snowdrop and daffodil braving the frost and ice; the murmuring of branch and leaf although, at this […]
Solitude
In the solitude of the mooring, I watch boats tug their ropes, feel the breath of the river, hear it trickling, peace pooling among the withered gold of autumn grass and whispering thistles, its only mantra the chink of metal, splash and ripple. A swan glides into view. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to […]
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