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”
Tag: ocean
Muse
you could be heckler harpy or feind; i may lie derelict here but i draw the open sea to me. ~ Kate Gough, March 2015
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!”
.:Nereid:.
.:Nereid:. (Rhode, long lost, reaches open Ocean) rocks, roaring on the rough-beaten coast and i, atop the highest possible point — gazing down. a low, roiling roll…… Read more “.:Nereid:.”
Body
. how could i love the sea, its change, its flow, its crash and lash, the way it meets the sky and dances beneath boats, uplifting if…… Read more “Body”
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”
Liquid Language
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”
Kate Gough 