This is a space for writing, listening, and noticing.
For words that arrive slowly and stay.
For poems, reflections, and the quiet connections between them.
For thoughts that do not always fit into neat categories, but find their place here.
My name is Catherine (Cathy).
I am a writer and poet based in Luxembourg. I have been keeping this space since 2012, slowly building an archive of language, memory, and attention. What began as a place to put words has become a library of them.
I write every day. Not always to publish, but always to understand.
Much of what you’ll find here is prose and poetry, often shaped by music, by listening, by small moments that open into something larger. I write about music as a way of thinking, not reviewing — about how sound connects to memory, language, and feeling. Listening is part of my writing practice.
Language
I am fluent in Luxembourgish, French, and German, and I write primarily in English, the language where my inner voice feels most precise.
Occasionally, poems and fragments appear in other languages when English cannot hold them. This, too, is part of the work.
How to read this site
This is not a feed.
It’s a collection.
You can start anywhere:
- follow the menus
- search for a word
- open an archive
- move sideways instead of forward
Reading here is meant to be slow.
A little context
When I am not writing, I work in early childhood education. I spend my days with small humans, and that way of looking at the world has a way of slipping into the writing, whether I intend it or not.
Some of my words have found their way into books. You can find them here.
Elsewhere
This blog is where most of my writing lives.
Occasionally, words travel further:
- SoundCloud – spoken poetry and collaborations
- Bandcamp / Discogs – the collections of music that left and leaves traces
- Instagram – quiet, infrequent
Collaborations & contact
I collaborate with musicians and visual artists, working where language meets sound and image.
If you think my writing could be part of something you are making, you can reach me at:
A note
All words on this site are mine, unless stated otherwise.
Stories are fictional, even when they feel close to the bone.
Poems are truth, even when they are not mine alone.
Please do not copy, repost, or republish without permission.
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