Katherine's Coffeehouse

When day looms long, heart too small to hold it, Earth, too, pensively looking at the stars, I find it […]

This train wreck? Look closely. A hand reaches from the rubble. Take the trouble to reach back. Be the conductor. […]

And then, there are days when the world tears itself apart. Or maybe it’s just my heart. #KatherinesCoffeehouse

See how time moves, slinking along like some aging cat, shoulders hunched against the moon, a silhouette of fur and […]

Living as a poet is hard. See, the teacher is always changing, not just when September comes, but every moment […]

Do we all get where we’re headed? I’d like to believe I do. I’ve held a cold hand or two, […]

It’s hard to believe only last year Bury My Under a Lilac was released, and I’m already ready to release […]

On course for spring, we run into frigidity, a storefront of lingering winter. See how we crash through the front […]

This Monday morning, pear blossoms tumbling with the wind, white cloud grounded, blue sky clapping with one hand. Well done. […]

Never turn back, they say. But my back takes the stone barrage, bleeding faster than gossip, bruising like a damaged […]