Danielle Pieratti’s nuanced meditations create a world of inner and outer landscapes, inextricably bound. Her poems suffuse the ordinary—hay and mud and ice, horses and orchards, childhood and womanhood and parenthood—with a sensibility both acute and tender. I love the mood of this collection, its music and clarities and mysteries. Savor it slowly. “For the moment, nothing that is here / flies away." —Kim Addonizio
Danielle Pieratti's poetry volume Fugitives navigates the complex, expansive space between the writer and the world and explores the mundane moments and materials that make up ordinary days and finds there the ambiguities of mystery, shadow, and song. —CT Center for the Book
