Where music meets morning,
keyboard and fingertips connect
like sunlight on steel.
Uchida plays Mozart.
For the seventh day my cousin Greg
is no more. A scant week ago
he walked Rufus on a beach in Maine. . .
–Excerpt from “Thinking of Death at the Open Rehearsal: The Chicago Symphony Orchestra” in Hanging Like Hope on the Equinox by Donna Pucciani (Virtual Artists Collective 2013). First published in Istanbul Literary Review.