– When I feel inclined to read poetry, I take down my dictionary. The poetry of words is quite as beautiful as the poetry of sentences. The…… Read more “Oliver Wendell Holmes”
Empty pages are freakish. Too beautiful to touch, tosully, to fingerprint so casually. They are whole, andthe essence of words, writing,/ breaks that/ like speech breaks a…… Read more “Killing Clowns”
I am gluttonous for life and all thingslife.—Something,/////// contrary to popular opinion,never comes from something elsebut always rather///////// in some fundamental wayfrom nothing.—(hovering over the waters)—out of…… Read more “hovering”
stark feathers rise in rows from soil soaked by rain a farmer's windbreak --- --- c. Kate Gough
First flush of Spring //// green blooms in the arms of the trees en masse, a cloud of //// minty fresh /////////////// newness — Life wakes one…… Read more “F.lush”
smoking stacks weary my soul. — — c. Kate Gough Photo by Patrick Hendry on Unsplash
I want to reclaim so many words from the INDUSTRIES of today: — Reverberate is a wild, wide, ecstatic word that could cover the earth with waves…… Read more “reverberate.verb”
Big cigars sticking up out of the Earth. — Cold monuments to a more industrial time. — — c. Kate Gough
No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. ~ Eleanor Roosevelt, This Is My Story 1937 ~ When you cease to make a contribution you… Read more "Eleanor"
you're \ \ \ so carefully constructed flaunting what you \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ think they want to see \ \ \… Read more "Constructed"
'my mind wanders, is lost in the nothing of holding off everything.' ~ Kate Gough, 2017
sooty secrets buried in black: bleak as beak. --- windswept wood, wild sweet orange, swan's neck swoops. --- carefully curated, beautiful mind hovers over clear blue sky,… Read more "Narkissos"
Blog setup is a real beast. I am having a stab, yet again, at making this thing navigable, but my brain is out to lunch and there's… Read more "blog setup"
There are so many people, especially among our comrades, who imagine that words are nothing – on the contrary, isn't it true that saying a thing well… Read more "Vincent"
The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. ~ Albert Einstein 1879-1955
I can’t find my incense. I don’t want to write. I desperately want nothing more than to write. For ever. So then, perhaps I’m just a stymied…… Read more “The Ever-Processing Machine”
Today a new sun rises for me;everything lives, everything is animated,everything seems to speak to me of my passion,everything invites me to cherish it. — Anne De…… Read more “A New Sun Rises”