Poem – Speakfeel (By David Russell)

Speakfeel Razor branches, pointed-forked roots stretch centrifugal jabs against middle surface Sources swallowed in the lightless void Cancelled fugitives incubated in pure motion, rejecting sides, all allowed Only restored through leaves and petals avid for translucency Shining to meet the beak and proboscis, clumsy, assured   Seaweed swelters for the dark answer, shimmering clasps from knuckle-protectors, Ricocheting nadir curls of […]

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Poem – Carnival (By David Russell)

Carnival That peacock opulence, Swarming on strutting grime; That massed ecstasy, squeezing itself, Short-breathed, near suffocation; That sound-abandonment, seeming to plunge To deafness’s peace; Yet keeping those maimed faculties alive, Ever denying their last fulfilment.   Maybe it’s only I and it, I, starting in the middle And it, commensurate with my idea Of my own size?   Maybe I […]

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Poem – Earthquake (By David Russell)

Earthquake What happened? There was a fault. What’s a fault? It’s when one piece of the earth juts above another. Why does that happen? Because the explosion down below Goes on forever.   But was that fault anybody’s? It was the earth’s; it’s beyond us. The seething energy-city, ever greedy to accelerate. Did its makers long to sharpen that fault, […]

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Poem – Connections (David Russell)

Connections Sheen caps ground rails Soaking harsh sleepers To rattle mud-flounced trains.   Drizzle dusts, Grinding against itself, Sparking the tracks’ sheen With casual exasperation;   Blinding the gravel Kicking in panic Against the basalt of its being.   The lifeline   Brine polishes ground cliffs, Moss-padded in their cavities, The waves of muscle buffet, Abrade the penciled rocks, Cowl […]

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Poem – Panic (By David Russell)

Panic   A search for some trivial object in the midst of disordered furniture Seized upon just at that moment, giving birth to consternation   Repulsion from travelling delayed by this selection; Travelling light, splitting energy-wholes into petty onenesses –   At one with invisibility   Use the fuel of panic to build up heat in an overcrowded room Breath […]

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Poem – Crossword Adventurer (By David Russell)

Crossword Adventurer Isn’t it great! The chessboard gone wonky, Thrust into eddies of new clusters – All-dimensional vistas. Isn’t it great to peel and pave the words, To lick their sounds, To hone the code letters with your pencil sharpener.   Happy jump from ‘right’ to ‘dream’ – City breath pause, Gurgling word-chain.   Torture, hiatus of connection; Now predator […]

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