stark feathers rise in rows from soil soaked by rain a farmer's windbreak --- --- c. Kate Gough
Tag: poetry~
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”
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smoking stacks weary my soul. — — c. Kate Gough Photo by Patrick Hendry on Unsplash
reverberate.verb
I want to reclaim so many words from the INDUSTRIES of today: — Reverberate is a wild, wide, ecstatic word that could cover the earth with waves…… Read more “reverberate.verb”
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Big cigars sticking up out of the Earth. — Cold monuments to a more industrial time. — — c. Kate Gough
Constructed
you're \ \ \ so carefully constructed flaunting what you \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ think they want to see \ \ \… Read more "Constructed"
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"
Grey
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"
artless
Oh! to make art, scintellant polished, lustrous a:blaze. Nothing could satisfy more, could matter more deeply than the warmth of those flames, the flight of those…… Read more “artless”
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
Roethke, from ‘The Middle of a Roaring World’
To Possess or to be possessed by one’s identity?*The self, the anti-self in dire embrace.*Instead of embracing God, he hugs himself.~ Theodore Roethke, The Middle of a…… Read more “Roethke, from ‘The Middle of a Roaring World’”
Hiccup
I treat my stories like a bad case of the hiccups, swallowing, swallowing, holding my breath ( ) swallowing, changing position, swallowing… Perhaps this is why I…… Read more “Hiccup”
note
i am the accidental occidental afterthought opening unexpected tw!sts; a slight quirk of hand speAks Volumes for ever ~ Kate Gough
Comma
“I was working on the proof of one of my poems all the morning, and took out a comma. In the afternoon I put it back again.”… Read more "Comma"
A New Proposition
-- "Faith is not being sure. It is not being sure, but betting with your last cent... Faith is not a series of gilt-edged propositions that you… Read more "A New Proposition"
.pearls
.pearls 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!”
Barren
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”
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