Rain on the Mountain

by Kathleen MacGregor That day, it was raining on the mountain. Dragons flew between wisps of vaporous exhalations. The earth breathing deeply in her sleep, my face wet with rain, I phoned him to say I wouldn’t be home. I was on the mountain in the rain. My wildness had been touched like a spark touching autumn grass. I was alight. I was the most myself I’d ever felt. Now you come into my dreams, like...read more

Let Me Tell You of My Loves

by Kathleen MacGregor Let me tell you of my loves. I love rain. Rain on streets and sidewalks splashing. Rain in the woods, Soaking in. Rain shocking bare skin In a garden. At night. In winter. Bare feet. I love the symphony of rain And the whisper. ~ I love the golden dried grass Of California. When I’ve been away, The sweet grainy smell breezing down From the mountain, Brings tears to my eyes. I don’t...read more

Residual

by Kathleen MacGregor Do you know the brutally honest liar? The faithfully cheating one? She’s falsely true. Go to sleep and wake up. read more

A Regret

by Kathleen MacGregor If I had it to do over, I would have turned to you With my full face. I would have spoken. I! I  am the woman of this house! You are swallowing the nourishment From my body, my work. My hands my Love. You will either pay respect or Get out! Brimming with Her fire- full, fearful rage I would have seen you tremble. I would have seen you pared down To naked fear and insecurity. The same that...read more

Love’s Native Tongue

by Kathleen MacGregor What would Love say? You ask With open jaw Open throat Heart tenderly opening Belly All the way down Rippling Open O O Love would say, Hello Beyond hello Words subtract When Love would speak Search not for words Words are not Love’s native tongue So listen deeply Move inside Would Love wiggle? Slide? Dance? Weep? Fall to the ground? Feel Love Let Love move you And listen To the wordless...read more