I remember, when I was a child, learning by heart the poem ‘I Remember, I Remember’, written by Thomas Hood in 1844. The opening lines stayed with me throughout my life, through many moves and different countries. I remember how the opening lines got me thinking: “I remember, I remember, / The house where I […]
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Navigating November
there is no dawn or dusk no proper time of day like the depths of the dark forest we navigate November running fingers on bark and fungus to find north we lean in close listening for sap to rise and bubble signs that queuing behind winter is spring Kim M. Russell, 15th November 2022 Free […]
Silence is Golden
modest daffodils nod in secluded gardens radiating sun they raise their yellow trumpets resonate golden silence Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem Namasté The Spiritual Way #5 self consciousness In a new episode of ‘weekend-meditation’, Chèvrefeuille has shared a poem by the poet Thomas Hood (1799-1845), which he says can be read […]
writing in north norfolk 