It seems that there is a stream of limitless meaning flowing into our lives if we can but patiently entrust ourselves to it. There is no hurry,…… Read more “Bugbee, Limitless Meaning”
Tag: nature
Thank You, Dr. Seuss
Thank you, Dr. Seuss for speaking for the Truffula trees for the brown-bar-ba-loots, the swomee-swans, and the humming- fish — and all those whose blood in some…… Read more “Thank You, Dr. Seuss”
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.”
Levertov, Dust
A Gift Just when you seem to yourselfnothing but a flimsy webof questions, you are giventhe questions of others to holdin the emptiness of your…… Read more “Levertov, Dust”
contact.
stars spark in the blackened deep: fingertips of the gods (carefully holding in bright hands a ravaged planet, burnt flowers drifting down from each. point. of. contact.…… Read more “contact.”
On Greek Spirit, Hegel
For the Greeks only *watch* the objects of Nature, and form *surmises* respecting them; inquiring, in the depths of their souls, for the hidden meaning. According to…… Read more “On Greek Spirit, Hegel”
Pores
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”
flying by
stark feathers rise in rows from soil soaked by rain a farmer's windbreak --- --- c. Kate Gough
F.lush
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”
Narkissos
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"
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”
A New Sun Rises
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”
‘If the Furies Should Take…’
‘It is widely rumored, and also true, that I wrote my first novel in a closet. Before I get all rapturous and carried away here, I had…… Read more “‘If the Furies Should Take…’”
ruins v dawn
c. Kate Gough
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c. Mary Kathryn Gough Instagram
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!”
