I see two paths before me,
Two paths, though
I can choose but one
On which to plant my feet
And follow;
Each is enticing
And, at least here
At the beginning,
Remarkably similar,
And no matter which
I choose
There will be trials
And there will be triumphs
So I ask myself
What is it
That I hope to find
At the end?
The answer
Is no answer
And I cry out
In my frustration.
How can I choose
When I don't know
What it is
That I want?
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
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