Not a poem. Just a thought.
By Katherine Gotthardt |
If I had to declare a religion, I guess it would be Unitarian. But it's really a mixture of Buddhism, humanism and the universal language of caring deeply.
Lighthouse
By Katherine Gotthardt |
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 |
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 |
by Katherine Gotthardt
What I’m learning about aging
is we don’t do it alone –
Christmas in July
By Katherine Gotthardt |
Twig of a holly branch
barbed leaves, dried,
gloat green, berries
Speaking to Specters
By Katherine Gotthardt |
by Katherine Gotthardt Through your ageless eyes, I understand your replies to what you most fear: trembling from the tip […]