Misconstrued
Cast by the broken streetlight, Cardinal’s malformed shadow.
Katherine’s Coffeehouse
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 it dizzy with its own greatness, its own vast reach, it comes to me in a thin, tepid current, how we are billions just like ourselves, each with a story to live, each with life
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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Midday Walk
By Katherine Gotthardt
It’s long overdue, this reflecting,
turning the outside in,
examining what everything means.
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,
