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Digging Out the Daisies

. . . Dug into the dark region

between an old forsythia

and a yew planted to hide

the elbows of rusty pipes,

they risk everything to find . . .

a new communion.

–Excerpt from “Digging Out the Daisies” in Edges by Donna Pucciani (Purple Flag, Chicago, 2016). Published in Hawaii Pacific Review and The Cresset.



. . . In future, we will recall these walks,

some prettier than others. The exquisite call

of the blackbird, trapped in a nondescript body,

sings delight from some scented corner

of mossed rock. We stop to listen . . .

–excerpt from “Rockery” in A Light Dusting of Breath by Donna Pucciani (Purple Flag Press, 2014). First published in Pulsar Webzine.


Today I looked at the photographs

of last summer’s dahlias, brash faces

crowding a London garden with lemon

and magenta, a folly of profusion.

How I needed those deep colors

turning to the sun, breaking through

the pinpoint English rain . . .

–excerpt from “Dahlias” in A Light Dusting of Breath by Donna Pucciani (virtual artists collective/purple flag, 2015). First published in The New Writer.