The Tomb of Urszula’s Mouth Dear God, because I cannot speak, I have learned to hear the trees. […]
Gillian Cummings
Gillian Cummings is an exciting voice in contemporary poetry. For Cummings, the poetic image serves as a doorway […]
An Introduction to Gillian Cummings by Kristina Marie Darling
When the house had eyes, it looked outside. Looked over the black street in bewilderment. […]
House of No Memory by Gillian Cummings
In this life, save the body which is the fruit of many lives. Espaliered pear: how […]
To Limn a Limbed Thing by Gillian Cummings
Unbearable, the snowdrops, as if winter could be something lived through. Overmuch, this reminder of life, […]
Faint Stars of Dread by Gillian Cummings
Because only dwarf birches grow here, we dream of tall trees. Where we came from, a […]
Forgotten Forests in a Land of Little Green by Gillian ...
Just this light. And it might go on forever. Stare straight. The sun wants your shadow […]