Rockery

The gardens have squandered their riches

on an early spring, and now lie withered

and spent. The heather, of course,

still laughs its happy lavender

beside pink camellias blanched in the rain.

Too early for the rhododendrons

to come clambering down the hillside,

raucous and wild  . . .

–excerpt from “Rockery” in A Light Dusting of Breath by Donna Pucciani (virtual artists collective/purple flag, 2015). First published in Pulsar Webzine.

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