Two Poems



by Sommer Cullingford


Desertion

From the water’s
outskirts,
a glittering hem
and bitter breath
snarl the surface.

Heavy
with rocks in my locket,
I tomb my toes into
pebbles, distressed 
by shifting
density;
I’m intransigent to wind -
but supple,
soundless suggestions  
send glittering flags
in tiny directions. 

A wild arc
into the grey
lattice-work
of winter bones
and out through
their dead fingers
is where the time goes.


Hollowood

A philatelist for your
little stamps of 
spite,
tiny pictures
preserved
within tissue,
each abortion torn
from the enveloped,
the mother-letter
that was meant to be 
sent;
a courting,
a condolence,
a cursory correspondence -
all trapped,
in skin
and in conjuring.
No unfolding,
no recipients
no witness
but the victims:
The severed webs
upon the opening
of a mailbox,
wanting…

     (Within the collation’s pages
     lie sly
     infant slits
     where the stamps sit,
     there rots a meaningless
     adhesive you -
     leeching enmity’s’
     obnoxious glue.)

Sommer Cullingford is an up and coming poet from Auckland, New Zealand who is slowly emerging into the cyber-sphere with her prolific, unique work; rich in imagery you can reach for, she is always trying to scramble the senses through a characteristically evocative selection of words to convey narrative and escape the monotony of the mundane, while delivering work with coherent perspective, tinged with insight. You can read more of her work at: https://myshamelessselfpromotion.wordpress.com/

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