https://youtu.be/808nTiXLam8 I’m still in this place. Sometimes it seems I never leave. * Gallery, 2014 Imagine, if you will a gallery piece installed, a row of plants at… Read more "Grey"
Tag: meditation
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”
Meteora (c)
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)"
Waterfall
self portrait. Instagram c. Mary Kathryn Gough
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”
an abandoned subversion
… watching Fellowship of the Ring — thinking that we desperately need to keep alive certain fictions in our lives. The ones which invigorate our hearts to…… Read more “an abandoned subversion”
The Night House. . .
Every day the body works in the fields of the world mending a stone wall or swinging a sickle through the tall grass— the grass of civics,…… Read more “The Night House. . .”
cummings on love
this is one of my favorite poems about love. there are more, but this one always comes to mind, and it makes me happy. last thursday was…… Read more “cummings on love”
Losing, Losing, Gone…
c. Mary Kathryn Gough, 2003, Photoshop. Draft 1 c. Mary Kathryn Gough, 2003, Photoshop. Draft 2
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.”
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c. Mary Kathryn Gough, 1999.
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”
