We haven’t room to simply let down our hair and full-Being flow anymore (. . . did we ever? We try at clubs, through music laughter and…… Read more “Flow, Earth”
i dream of rosehip tea.
it was months ago when i picked rosehips along my path home by the sea, slipping each one like a little gold nugget into the pockets of…… Read more “i dream of rosehip tea.”
…That Thing with Wings
Autumn breathes on my facefrom afar — so fresh! — stirringevery unique nerve ending tosudden, electric life. As if my mother’s cool handrested gently on my arm,I’m…… Read more “…That Thing with Wings”
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”
stark feathers rise in rows from soil soaked by rain a farmer's windbreak --- --- c. Kate Gough
The Ever-Processing Machine
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”
0% c. Mary Kathryn Gough Black & White film 100 or 400, Jan 2005 Monastics used to climb up into these crags and crevices to pray and… Read more "Meteora (c)"
c. Mary Kathryn Gough Instagram
Idiolalia Poetry Collection Now Available!
Hello all 🙂 Thank you all so much for your support. Idiolalia is available straight from the printer now at 3 GBP or 5 USD each (or…… Read more “Idiolalia Poetry Collection Now Available!”
From For the Light
Solstice There is little snow on the ground when you begin your morning walk on this the shortest day of the year. This is the season of…… Read more “From For the Light”
conservation of matter / energy
woke this morning, lifted salty eyes to a small window frosted with chill. condensed upon the pane: night’s dew from my cheeks and shining eyes, transformed. outside,…… Read more “conservation of matter / energy”
Writing the Future. . .
c. Mary Kathryn Gough, 2005 Photoshop
.rest ~ why is it that by night the world draws on garments of familiarity (comforting as an old and beloved blanket: a gentle guise devised of…… Read more “.Rest~”
this might need a wee bit of editing, but here is the main for the moment. A Historical Reading of Charlotte Bronte’s Jane Eyre Charlotte Bronte’s crisp…… Read more “Jane Eyre”
‘Ministrations’ ~ a winter window weakly thrashing, bony limbs glisten under the ministrations of a light which provides no heat. frozen rain falls steadily bitter weeping melting…… Read more “Ministrations”
Photoshop. c. Mary Kathryn Gough, 2002
spots, sprinkles and splashes of spice, yellowish, soft-oranges, red — Thai spice amid the Evergreen. c. Mary Kathryn Gough October 2005, 3 pm Oregon Photo by Aaron…… Read more “Spice”
two o’clock in the morning, dull and grey outside with the soft sound of (hundreds of thousands of) millions of raindrops springing out of the air and…… Read more “Liquid Language”