BY INVITATION. Crown Circle is a cross-generational dialogue between youth and elderwomen from a variety of countries, cultures and identification across the feminine sisgender spectrum. Founded in 2018 by Karen Kohler, its aim is to create a space for women at the polar ends of the adult feminine life cycle to sit down together and dialogue around questions of selfhood, family, partnership, work and purpose. Read more at www.karenkohler.com/gathering/crown-circle. Contact us at firstname.lastname@example.org with questions.
GAIA BREATHING We are at war. We must fight. We must win. A human tactic. To make an "other" of it. Of anything mysterious and therefore threatening. Of anything that is not I, not us. Can we not see with curiosity and ask: What have we done to her? What has she sent us in return? Can we not approach [...]
I SING YOU A SONG OF WINTER I sing you a song of winter. Of withdrawal and retreat. The seeds that we planted in the fall are frozen in the earth. Safe from the winds that would scatter and destroy them. The path is deepening. What stays, what goes. What falls off in decay of the old, tired way. [...]
LUCKY GRAIL Oh mended bone Oh key, oh throne Oh sprawling land of in-betweens Of yeses and of might-have-beens At decade's end I raise my glass You were a kicker in the ass I wipe the curses from my brow You know I loved you anyhow And from the threshold of regret I say, screw you, I'm not through [...]
Karen's debut poetry collection, Petrichor: Selected Poems, is released. Published by her own Sumya Press, the volume is available for purchase on-line at Blurb.com.
~ for Leonard Cohen (1934-2016) I am not sad today Goodbye Jikan To hear you’re on your way Goodbye Jikan You took your life and modeled to me living, loving, dying If I said that I was mourning now you know that I’d be lying What singer mourns a poem anyhow You are my tower of song Goodbye Jikan [...]
Love is most high More high than sky More salty than the tear From my Beloved's eye And sweeter than a drop of dew Born in a strand of morning's new For love is tall More tall than all More patient than the ancient earth Awaiting autumn's fall And restless as a song of spring Unthroated and untiring For love [...]