Katherine's Coffeehouse

By Katherine Gotthardt When in the throes of too early morning, sky flamboyant in darkness, stars about its forehead turning […]

by Katherine Gotthardt What I’m learning about aging is we don’t do it alone –

Twig of a holly branch barbed leaves, dried, gloat green, berries

by Katherine Gotthardt Through your ageless eyes, I understand your replies to what you most fear: trembling from the tip […]

By Katherine Gotthardt It's long overdue, this reflecting, turning the outside in, examining what everything means.

I was blessed to visit members of SPARC over the past couple of weeks and write poetry with them. SPARC […]

Such a tragedy, spider with a missing leg, scaling walls army ants have fallen from,

What is it you're not seeing when you're only looking up?

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,

Haiku by Diedra Horne Being the ruler of ram Bleeds from my soul Makes my walk elites Thanks to guest […]