Katherine's Coffeehouse

This morning, as I was logging my weight, figuring out my highest, lowest and current, it occurred to me I ought to sum up the year, or at least the highlights.

They should never have planted that tree so close to the old foundation.

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So. You’ve written another book. Maybe it’s your second, maybe it’s your 15th. Either way, if you’re feeling that dip after it’s gone live, you aren’t imagining it. You know the one I’m talking about — the little letdown that maybe this publishing thing isn’t giving you the rush you once got from putting your […]

for poetry and our aged dog

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they tell me my dog has rare lymphoma.she lies on the bed in my office,listens to cello music. sheloves the cello. dammit, she loves the cello.__________________________________________________Copyright Katherine Mercurio Gotthardt, November 22, 2024, all rights reserved*Author's note - Dolly is 11 and probably only has a couple of months to live. We're giving her palliative care […]

I am watching my farm dog limp and trip on stairs,

I am working on being more intentional, directlyasking the day’s nimbus for its vascular biceps,afternoon for its ability—no, serenity—to sleep a spell in the slant of what morning leftbehind. And then, the gloam, courage to leaveremains in hands more careful and capablethan my own. Or perhaps it is more directed, closer to the shut-eyed affirmationsI […]

Everyone has a tattoo— or two, or three, skin and bank the limit.