Moving On
By Katherine Gotthardt |
Purple was accidental. I like how it looked on my website. So I started out with a logo, a two-tone […]
Ogni pensiero vola
By Katherine Gotthardt |
*Ogni pensiero vola How many poems love Mondays? Do any of them laud the week’s overlord, strum a bard’s mandolin, […]
Introspect
By Katherine Gotthardt |
I’ve never been good at either/or, always been a “both” person, really. Explains a lot – the extensive collection of […]
Gratitude
By Katherine Gotthardt |
This early morning, patio stones under my naked feet, then up the deck stairs, then the humid air, the sudden […]
For Sale by Owner
By Katherine Gotthardt |
Now I’m thinking of sellouts – two or three suits in office chairs, afraid to spin or roll, even on […]
Ant
By Katherine Gotthardt |
In all seriousness, I love ants. Not in the house, per se, but on a sidewalk or grass blade, or […]
Harsh Winter
By Katherine Gotthardt |
Lovers are two noses, tips touching in the cold, “Eskimo kisses,” (as the Inuit roll their eyes). But follow me […]
I Was Just Thinking…
By Katherine Gotthardt |
Where is poetry, if not in soft snow, slipping slowly from a crying sky, releasing its babies, like we do, […]
Stepping Out
By Katherine Gotthardt |
Have you ever stepped out on that wide first step, the landing, the top one, looked down like you were […]