Misconstrued
Cast by the broken streetlight, Cardinal’s malformed shadow.
Lighthouse
by Katherine Gotthardt
It came to me how beloved our lighthouses are,
not just those pillars of hope for those who are lost at sea,
but those seeking footing amid any pressing darkness.
Existential
By Katherine Gotthardt When in the throes of too early morning, sky flamboyant in darkness, stars about its forehead turning
What I’m Learning About Aging
by Katherine Gotthardt
What I’m learning about aging
is we don’t do it alone –
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Christmas in July
Twig of a holly branch
barbed leaves, dried,
gloat green, berries
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Speaking to Specters
by Katherine Gotthardt Through your ageless eyes, I understand your replies to what you most fear: trembling from the tip
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Midday Walk
By Katherine Gotthardt
It’s long overdue, this reflecting,
turning the outside in,
examining what everything means.
Poems that SPARC
I was blessed to visit members of SPARC over the past couple of weeks and write poetry with them. SPARC
Retreat
Love sometimes requires retreating,
backing up,
reversing the pace
that brought us into spaces
where nothing was ever comfortable,
no memory or seat we could share,
no reserve preserved for those worst hours,
Ruler of RAM
Haiku by Diedra Horne Being the ruler of ram Bleeds from my soul Makes my walk elites Thanks to guest
Room
She did not know to engage in such things would leave everything familiar flailing, everything worthy slapping itself against stucco
Memory Care
Every second, you give up a little more, stare at the space between us, mumble one-word answers, refuse your favorite
Azalea
I don’t know what you think of white, but tonight, I see azalea petals outdoing the dark, and I think,
