Author Archives: Dayna E. Mazzuca

  the story he told, casually over lunch                was enough to tell me how he felt and draw me in to his world, make us complete— one,                the way the story was meant to be told   THIS POEM APPEARS INContinue reading “line by line”

  there is a part of you that remains a stranger to me but still needs to be loved and heard, deeply understood   this part of me, this part of you   THIS POEM APPEARS IN MY BOOK Approach Available to Buy on AMAZON

  You will come among the ruins to restore what is found, now, to be wholly, completely indestructible: my faith You become   THIS POEM APPEARS IN MY BOOK Approach Available to Buy on AMAZON

  shuttling between bowls, separating whites from gleaming oval yolks; shells serve as vessels to divide up contents: fair and square   my mind wanders in the middle of a mindless act of separation, around boxes filled to be emptied into a new home: the intention to make it all feel familiar   as ifContinue reading “with calm precision”

  see the beauty in debris, here on the forest floor— living, multi-coloured cast-offs: leaves, needles, clumps making soil, warming seed; the sacrificial part of the whole, severed to preserve new life—   in the Spring, raise up what we didn’t see   before we sat among the debris     THIS POEM APPEARS INContinue reading “he had no comeliness to attract us”