Katherine's Coffeehouse

The intersection of poetry and my day job.

What I want to do is stop remembering the rainy morning you drove 50 miles to my house to help me find car keys I'd dropped in the trash.

I hate to sound so jaded, but the world we live in, the world that demands so much of our […]

Do not silence your life. Disregard fears of tonsillitis, laryngitis, infection. Sing. Sing what is, what was, what isn’t. Trill […]

It’s what happens when an orb flies freely, escaping the glass of a world glaring with human imperfection, industry, idols, […]

Women there know how to live, flippers and sunshine and sea, scales adapting to sand or saltwater, tawny skinned, smiling, […]

Springtime and everything switches on, electric song of peepers and honeysuckle. Nature's extraordinary reboot.

As we wrap up the month, here are some more small offerings.

potting succulents

Poetry based on vss365 and Mindful Writing course prompts