how the lilies cling to staunch stems,
how the roses, brown-edged
from the drought but uncomplaining,
let their heads droop gently down,
their hips holding them firm
until their last moisture
surrenders to the sun’s avarice . . .
–excerpt from “The secret of stillness” in A Light Dusting of Breath by Donna Pucciani (virtual artists collective/purple flag, 2015). First published in Summerset Review.