by Kate Birch | Oct 29, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Do you remember how we danced in the dark, the sky was still, the earth was breathing. After the guests left, after the wake, you stayed, and we stood close but not quite touching, until you took my arms and we swayed in time with the music of the...
by Kate Birch | Oct 28, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Pond life Take this pond, for example. Goldfish blow ellipses… you pause, breathe. The pond counts the beats: in for four, hold for seven. Lily pads float like Pac-men in a plant-based alternative to the game you wasted hours on as a kid. The pond...
by Kate Birch | Oct 27, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
Thrift In the shadow of Drumadoon the pink bobble headed Thrift stitch the bones of basalt scree summer’s wreath for the cold stone that once rose angry red hot columns pastry cut pressed into the science of my camera. John G....
by Kate Birch | Oct 26, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
A PELICAN IS DANCING ON THE PATIO And there is a disco very deep in the woods. The pelican is tapping out its rhythm and no one can quite name the tune even though it is right there on the tip of tongues. And the people that know about the disco...
by Kate Birch | Oct 25, 2023 | Featured, Poetry
TOSCANINI In later life, he will profess to dislike it, this symphony from a besieged city, this masterwork of human resilience its score smuggled to the States on microfiche, spy-story tradecraft the order of the day. Still, it is his the...
