Hope is… not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out… It is also…… Read more “Václav Havel on Hope”
Dearest People, Books are brains, inside-out. Books are impossible, archaic, odd, and easy to dismiss – but only if unread. When read, books show us everything that…… Read more “An Ode to Books”
We come with no knowledge to this place and share nothing with each other of the essential key that grows inside us like a living being, limned…… Read more “Connection and Peace.”
My own particular brand of bleak is firm, and unambiguous enough to recognise our dark as a basic truth: the world-rending fire of the human soul is…… Read more “Realism.s”
at the end of days all days, including today, I am terrified of tomorrow, as if every sleep is a death, a dreamless, black hole that will…… Read more “Potent.ial”
making art: metaphor, metamorphosis, metastasis, m e a n i n g c. Kate Gough Photo by Pierre Bamin on Unsplash
The world gets into our poresand writes on us lines with the clay ofearth, warmth of sunbite of wind caress ; sorrow & joy clog our faceswith…… Read more “Pores”
c. Kate Gough
This is fanTAStic! Filmed July 2009 at TEDGlobal 2009 Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie: The danger of a single story
you could be heckler harpy or feind; i may lie derelict here but i draw the open sea to me. ~ Kate Gough, March 2015
Wrinkles sagging with weariness, Gretel June seated her crooked torso on the last clear surface in the house: a padded footstool. The world swam in complete and terrifying circles around her, and closing her eyes only made it worse. She felt a lump in her throat that had nothing whatsoever to do with her heart, and much more to do with her stomach. Everything swirled so fast!
Ancient, knotted hands cupped a steaming mug of hot liquid, which she blew on periodically, but never sipped…
so much laughter…
“The man who writes about himself and his own time is the only man who writes about all people and all time.” ~ George Bernard Shaw (1856…… Read more “The Only Man”
“I was working on the proof of one of my poems all the morning, and took out a comma. In the afternoon I put it back again.”… Read more "Comma"
-- "Faith is not being sure. It is not being sure, but betting with your last cent... Faith is not a series of gilt-edged propositions that you… Read more "A New Proposition"
'And even those who are neither leaders nor heroes must arm themselves with that steadfastness of heart which can brave even the crumbling of all hopes. This… Read more "‘And even those…"
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