Kim Whysall-Hammond (The Cheesesellers Wife)

There is poetrythat only you hearonly you see There are wordsyou cannot sayphrases you never use subtle rhythmsknown to your heartbeat invisible stanzassurrender on your lips Copyright © 2026 Kim Whysall-Hammond

Waves swish over beachesbring hints of other –shreds of kelp forestsremnants from the deep. Their breaking marks a thresholdover which we can chose to crossto where there are no clean transitionsno unsupported existence,or to teeter on the edge. And so we walk along the ocean of nightdabbling our toes while longingto plunge into the deepand …

You came uninvitedTo our new waterspace Float carefree, two by twoin ponderous embrace Yes, you eat the duckweed and the slimevery useful, I do agree But you need to nibble at all the other plantsin order to pay your rental fee. Copyright © 2026 Kim Whysall-Hammond

Flash of small wingsa glimpse of scarletflutterbys tiltin a languid breezecrimson and darkthey flitter up into the hot blue Copyright © 2026 Kim Whysall-Hammond

Today my mind has beenfull of trees and words My trees stand talllimbs grab at hot morning sunwhile words buzz my head like waspslurk like hoverflies So I dig, turn soil over into the darkcreate space for new growth This small garden, busy with lifemy window onto many tiny liveswhere trees are shelter and clerestoryour …