Bent old woman, past all youth, her been- there- done- that — sufficient. “Can’t teach an old dog new tricks, you know”, I know, everyone agrees with…… Read more “Barren”
Tag: hope
Marx & Foucault Meditation
I was going to write a piece I could be proud of this week. Something perhaps with a twinge of the intellectual child hiding out in my…… Read more “Marx & Foucault Meditation”
Song
Songbirds are taught to sing in the darkness. – but can anything this bruised and amateur ever Cause Beauty? tell me. i want to know now in…… Read more “Song”
Literature’s Unifying Force
Mary Kathryn Gough 11/11/05 Project #2 The Unifying Force of Kafka’s Literature: Drawing a Dual-Hearted World Together in Unity of Spirit “Could not then art and literature…… Read more “Literature’s Unifying Force”
Writing the Future. . .
c. Mary Kathryn Gough, 2005 Photoshop
Matter.
don’t feel like turning myself on my head just to look at the world with new eyes. to see it all through glass or crystal, doesn’t matter.…… Read more “Matter.”
Wings IV
i. wings, great w i d e silverswimming wings overhead drew a single shadow on the ground, in my heart of hearts. darker than the pupils of…… Read more “Wings IV”
Jane Eyre
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
‘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”
_Child_
Photoshop. c. Mary Kathryn Gough, 2002
Nature’s Marked
The tree outside my windowis mottled with rot, its green and yellowleaves so lush andvibrant with life now showbrittle, brownish black; Nature’s markedsuicidal, burning holes in her…… Read more “Nature’s Marked”
.:The Game:.
c. Mary Kathryn Gough, 2000 ~One of my black and white photos. Don't really have a lot of these scanned. And I miss my darkroom terribly!Sighs. One… Read more ".:The Game:."
“unt_I_tled”
c. Mary Kathryn Gough, photoshop, no date
To Still the Striving
even the lilies of the field have growth pains– bursts of desire: the touch of sunlight the nearness of neighbor the feel of…… Read more “To Still the Striving”
/Difference
In My Good Deathby Dalia Shevin, for David Shevin in loving memory I will find myself waist deep in high summer grass. The hummingshock of the golden…… Read more “/Difference”
