A Kind of Lust

It’s August. September’s on the way. This is the time when she weighs herself down with lists, classes, meetings chores have-tos and should-dos. A kind of lust Has come in. The sea wants to carry her away to a foreign country. With or without her family. With or without saying Good-bye. With or without coming back. No thought of returning now- only flight. A kind of lust, so hard to resist. But resisted,...read more

Sometimes

Sometimes I do nothing all day but stare out the window and watch the garden standing still. Occasionally shifting her feet or scratching behind her ear. A sigh. A sigh. A...read more

Oracles Everywhere

You who laid an aching arm across my shoulders encouraging. Encouraging? Your face peering into mine. Asking. Was it you? A park in December. Oak trees and chimney smoke. Did you ever know anyone so lost as I was then? Lost in plain sight. When you’re lost you’re a different person. You’re a lost person who’s awake and searching. You notice things and you talk to people you’d normally ignore. There...read more

A Pleasant Soreness

by Kathleen MacGregor A pleasant soreness I am with today Reminds me of how We danced last night Under the August sky On the cool, green grass With our bare feet And flying skirts. Smell of sweat, wine and white flowers- Bats dipping into the heat Rising up from our bodies. Beautiful friends Reflecting beauty, joy Reflecting love. Even in the waves That washed over us Tumbled us. Wives of grief, of fear Husbands...read more

Oh, Here

by Kathleen MacGregor Walking out into the morning This morning The clouds were splashed across the sky Like balled up socks Scattered on the Bedroom floor And glowing and I remembered Loving Sprirt I met the day before and Every moment he has been with me Unrecognized and Unknown And his waiting was still But Sobbing with his desire to love To love He wants to love I never knew he had any desire I only saw him...read more