A poem from a daughter to her mother.
In the Garden
Poem: mom and daughter work and grow together in the garden.
Open
“The day is a woman who loves you.”
-Richard Hugo
Two Children on a Sunday
By Gillian Kessler. He is all elemental, stick and strength, born of my strong body, his muscles rest in mine.
The Open Window
A poem by Gillian Kessler.
The Breathing Palace
A poem by Gillian Kessler.
Create
A creative fervor is upon me. I feel it in everything I do, need it with an intensity, a voraciousness. Without it, nothing feels quite right.
City of the Fallen Angels
A poem by Gillian Kessler.
Shards of Glass So Green and Shiny In the Sunlight
A poem by Gillian Kessler.
Like Shells Washed Up On Some Distant Shore
A poem by Gillian Kessler.