Kristina Marie Darling is the author of two fulllength poetry collections: Night Songs (Gold Wake Press, 2010) and Compendium (Cow Heavy Books, 2011). She has been awarded fellowships from Yaddo, the Ragdale Foundation, and the Virginia Center for the Creative Arts, as well as grants from the Vermont Studio Center and the Elizabeth George Foundation. Her editorial projects include an anthology, narrative (dis)continuities: prose experiments by younger american writers (VOX Press, 2011), and a volume of critical essays forthcoming from Cambridge Scholars Press.

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Other poems on the web by Kristina Marie Darling:
"Notes on the Fin de Siècle"
"Notes to a History of Bird Keeping"
"Lorenz’s Hypothesis"
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Kristina Marie Darling's Website.

About The Body is A Little Gilded Cage:

"In the fine mesh of these poems Kristina Maria Darling recovers from H.D.'s correspondence a dream city suffused with Eros and a chilly nostalgia. Here delicate, archetypical image making is counter-pointed by the wry convolutions of her footnotes and appendices. Definitions dilate into images, memory, hieroglyphs moving us deeper into the vascular corridors of a mystical sub consciousness. Eat this lotus and do not worry about going home."
—Joe Hall

"Might I make a suggestion to the reader finding his or her way to Kristina Marie Darling's The Body is A Little Gilded Cage? Imagine the subjective experience of a chandelier. And not just because of the chandelier's resemblance to a cage, and not just because a chandelier is, at its heart, a collection of fragments, but because of the very intricately beveled edge multiplying throughout. Imagine the chandelier observing reality, and you will understand how to read Darling's book of poems."
—Kent Shaw

"Told in footnotes, glossaries, and mysterious, incomplete letters, The Body is A Little Gilded Cage transcends and expands traditional narrative with delightful results. Both sensual and sinister, it's a story concealed in the deep folds of velvet curtains, revealed a little bit more with each spin of dancers, each turn of the antique phonograph."
—Kristy Bowen