Only Kindness That Raises Its

I Can Never See Fashion Models, Lean Angular Cheeks, Strutting Hips And Blooming Hair, Without Thinking Of The Skulls At The Catacombs In Lima, Peru.

A Poem Is A Cup Of Words Open To The Sky And Wind In A Bucket.

The Writing Of Kathleen Mcgookey Shines More Brightly Than Most Fine Things We Feel Pleasure To Read. Celebrate It!

Today You Will Say Things You Can Predict And Other Things You Could Never Imagine This Minute. Don't Reject Them, Let Them Come Through When They're Ready, Don't Think You Can Plan It Al Out. This Day Will Never, No Matter How Long You Live, Happen Again. It Is Exquisitely Singular. It Will Never Again Be Exactly Repeated.

I'm Writing Mostly To Thank You For Living You Eighty Years And To Tell You I Love You And Think Of You Often.