All are invited to Casa Italia on Saturday morning, June 17, 2017, for a reading by Italian-American writers. Donna Pucciani will participate, reading from her 7th and most recent book of poetry, EDGES. Keynote speaker will be Billy Lombardo. Information below:
13th Annual IA Literati: A Celebration of Italian American Authors and publications from the Chicago Area.
Date & Time: June 17, 2017, 9:30 am-1 pm.
Fee: No Charge. Freewill Donation. Includes coffee, rolls, readings, book sales, signings, raffles, giveaways!
Location: Italian Cultural Center Casa Italia, Florentine Room, 1621 N. 39th Ave, Stone Park, IL 60615 (39th and Division Streets)
More info available at casaitaliachicago.org or 708-345-5933 Ext. 2.
. . . The hydrangeas have done well, despite the heat,
but begonias are bowed and sickly among
-assi, -assi, -asse, -assimo, -aste, -assero,
all the s’s covering me in blossom.
–Excerpt from “The Imperfect Subjunctive” in Edges by Donna Pucciani (Purple Flag, Chicago, 2016). First published in Gradiva.
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Old friend, its brittle pages drift, like Dante,
through the purgatories of language,
or like Beatrice, who, from her cloud of love,
opens the gate of paradise, la porta del paradiso.
–Excerpt from “Bilingual Dictionary” in Edges by Donna Pucciani (Purple Flag, Chicago, 2016). First published in nebu[lab].
FYI–an excellent lineup of five writers last Sunday night, of which I was honored to be a part. Great crowd, wine, craft beer and delicious snacks from local artisans, and fascinating costume exhibit in an elegant space. I was happy to read from my seventh and most recent book, EDGES (Purple Flag Press, Chicago 2016).
For those who missed the reading, all videos are posted on waterlinewriters.ort/video. I am second on the program with poems on special people, living and dead, who influenced my life. Thanks to AnneVeague and Kevin Moriarty for again providing a wonderful venue for artists of all stripes. Definitely a class act!
The 3rd Sunday night readings will resume after a much-deserved summer vacay for the staff and many volunteers who make these events such a success. Be sure to “friend” Waterline Writers on fb and social media to receive postings of future happenings.
Just above the Cyclops Restaurant,
up stone steps smelling of eucalyptus,
broods the bookstore, breathing the decay
of tarnished roses pasted under the noon rain.
Inside, life is made of words . . .
–Excerpt from “Booksellers, Taormina” in Edges by Donna Pucciani (Purple Flag, Chicago, 2016). First published in Gradiva.
The gray ghost
tumbles from oak to buckthorn
in search of berries, now
a silent troubadour in the linden,
hanging head down and alert
from the bat-house . . . .
–Excerpt from “Squirrel Moment” in Edges by Donna Pucciani (Purple Flag, Chicago, 2016). First published in Iodine Poetry Journal.
I swim like a fish
through vowels bubbling
in the fountains of Villa Borghese.
My tongue grows consonants,
coins in Neptune’s bath, my lips
become fins in the Trevi . . .
–Excerpt from “In Rome” in Edges by Donna Pucciani (Purple Flag, Chicago, 2016). First published in PoetryMagazine.com.