Jane Attanucci
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​grief is born of fullness
 
all day                                     long day
children play                           wild
breezes dance                         grasses lush
rise & swirl                             sunlit green
sky stretched wide                  summer          
                                                           
solstice                                   peaks only to fade to gold & fall. 




Jane Attanucci grew up in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania and moved to Boston for college and graduate school. Along with First Mud (Finishing Line, 2015) and A River Within Spills Light (Turning Point, 2021), her poems have appeared in Off the Coast, Pittsburgh Poetry Review, Third Wednesday, Thrush Poetry Journal and Writer’s Almanac, among others. She lives in Newton, Massachusetts.





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