Category Archives: house by the river

an irrigated field

Posted on May 21, 2015 by Kat Heatherington

it smells like rain or an irrigated field and tonight i have both and new love besides.

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the brightness of the sky/ overwhelms my eyes

Posted on May 21, 2015 by Kat Heatherington

i am always turning away from you. seven years of arrival and departure without continuance at the center, the motion away built into the motion toward. brightest love of my life from whom i must turn, whose desires i could … Continue reading →

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your ideal girl

Posted on May 21, 2015 by Kat Heatherington

i’m in love with the hydrologic cycle, and i can take apart a live chicken, dance half-naked in moonlight and firelight, build a wall, plant a tree, recognize the difference between a covenant with you and a contract with the … Continue reading →

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avoidance

Posted on May 21, 2015 by Kat Heatherington

my hands are hardening as my heart softens. i try to hurry the process and things tear. blisters rise and sting. i bruise too easily, fall too fast. the massive cottonwoods humble and reduce me. i get small, laying on … Continue reading →

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needs

Posted on May 21, 2015 by Kat Heatherington

to say, you are meeting my needs is also to say, i have needs and today, you fill them. it is also to say, i need you. dangerous ground, the breakwater, the undertow land pulling out to sea. i need … Continue reading →

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wet as rain

Posted on May 21, 2015 by Kat Heatherington

spring runs down from the mountains in leaping rivulets of muddy water, the red earth dark as blood with running. flowers fountain down behind the springing water, tumbling in wild falls of color. at the base of the mountains, collecting … Continue reading →

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the well in you

Posted on May 21, 2015 by Kat Heatherington

your new lover is conversational in bed, doesn’t separate a space of loving from a space of daily living. you’re intrigued; the idea merits exploration. she’s tentative, her life is busy and different, and neither of you are sure what … Continue reading →

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between the cracks

Posted on May 21, 2015 by Kat Heatherington

once on impulse, i planted a hollyhock seed in a crack between flagstones near the spigot, where the swamp cooler dripped erratically in the summer. the first spring, it put up four small sturdy leaves, and i watered it whenever … Continue reading →

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letter home

Posted on May 21, 2015 by Kat Heatherington

garden catalog came today. we planted peas this week in the windy sunshine, kale & carrots. put in the spring poultry order– 47 chickens and 20 heritage turkeys, lean & dark & juicy, shipped in a raucous box next week. … Continue reading →

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wildflower

Posted on May 21, 2015 by Kat Heatherington

on good days, i move fast. faster than some men are ready for. but you’re so delicate, they say, such a lovely wildflower. as wise in the ways of this world as any wildflower, more engaged with pollen than with … Continue reading →

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