In a lonely room in a flaky house
where black and white is de rigueur
Van Gogh gave us sunflowers
and starry nights though he was poor,
poor and driven mad with despair.
Without a woman, not even a whore,
this noble artist, this unhinged door,
set about it, to bring to fruition,
in the garden of art, sunflowers!
glorious in their exhibition.
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
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