Author Archives: katemccarrollmoore

              It should be even hotter this day, deep in July but there’s a cool breeze ruffling the Potomac as we walk along the National Mall   We stop at the tall obelisk, We … Continue reading →

Tonight, on the eve of 64, I settle in to read this book. In Chapter 1, the author returns to school after retiring from life as an academic. She’s 64. She is considered old. Too old to be in art … Continue reading →

We walk across the manicured lawns and through the marbled hallways Stop to study the writings and paintings and antiquities collected and curated across the centuries testament to curiosity and the worship of creation   We pause before works sculpted … Continue reading →

I have read the news that was reported today   and which he was probably hoping we’d embrace   Forgive me it was alarming so un-Democratic and so cold   #poetrymatters #echoingWilliamCarlosWilliams

The birds understand how today the sky is a thick grey blanket rippling in slow waves releasing the unmistakable smell of about to rain   they were here this morning among the roses regaling with their sunshine songs until they … Continue reading →

Trees decorated with spring budding green-leafed, waving in windbursts, stretching tall dotted with oriole jewels that glimmer and shine in the Sunday sun   (Day 29: 1 subject 30 ways #metaphorpoem)