{"id":14139,"date":"2026-01-29T23:35:00","date_gmt":"2026-01-29T23:35:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/?p=14139"},"modified":"2026-02-18T18:52:02","modified_gmt":"2026-02-18T18:52:02","slug":"night-runner-dennis-cummings","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/?p=14139","title":{"rendered":"NIGHT RUNNER &#8211; Dennis Cummings"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><br><br><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>On sleepless nights<br>I circumvent the jack-hammers,<br>the asphalt rollers \u2013 huge drums<br>that press and level hot black gum.<br><br><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Dodge the strobes<br>that flash atop A-frames,<br>run past pop-up sprinklers<br>and curtained rectangles of light.<br>Inhale diesel fumes<br>at the edge of the city<br>where bulldozers are starting up.<br><br><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Jog this fogless morning<br>until a trail is reached<br>that ascends the foothill&#8217;s summit \u2013<br>from where the valley is surveyed<br>as if I were an explorer.<br><br><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>These runs are getting harder<br>with my worn-out spine \u2013<br>a rusted bicycle chain<br>that won&#8217;t straighten out.<br>A van the color of nopal<br>raises dust, cresting the rise,<br>and something says they&#8217;re not coming<br>to bring me water.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:48px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p>Dennis Cummings lives in Poway, CA. He has lived in San Diego County all his life and has worked with flower growers there for more than four decades. He studied creative writing at San Diego State for a while during the early seventies. His poems appear or are forthcoming in <em>Watershed, Barnstorm, The Baltimore Review, Bicoastal Review<\/em> and others.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On sleepless nightsI circumvent the jack-hammers,the asphalt rollers \u2013 huge drumsthat press and level hot black gum. Dodge the strobesthat flash atop A-frames,run past pop-up sprinklersand curtained rectangles of light.Inhale diesel fumesat the edge of the citywhere bulldozers are starting up. Jog this fogless morninguntil a trail is reachedthat ascends the foothill&#8217;s summit \u2013from where [&#038;hellip<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":14142,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[486],"class_list":["post-14139","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry","tag-shooting-star-by-kristopher-roller"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14139","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=14139"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14139\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14216,"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14139\/revisions\/14216"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/14142"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=14139"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=14139"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/narrativenortheast.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=14139"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}