Letter from Italy

A full moon spells memories

of Cousin Rosetta’s kitchen,

six hours south, where the family

gathers for pasta and eggplant,

local cheese, miraculous meats.

Crossword puzzles in Italian and English

pepper the night with random words.

Our foreign tongues peck the air

like sparrows hungry for seed . . .

–excerpt from “Letter from Italy” in A Light Dusting of Breath by Donna Pucciani (virtual artists collective/purple flag, 2015). First published in PoetryMagazine.com.


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