... Ain't it all only where I hang my hat?
A Know it all only where I hang my hat?
Cause my hat know you all....
Anywhere I make my home
I will my own two feet
move together
whether the weather
What ever moves me better
Than all the fours
In the crawling spaces
I a'fight
in
for my room of board
An' brick costs more
cause its' heavier
a' hold and bear
from anywhere
I'd not a been by
but here
'fore I choose
a light room
shed of simple board
Weathers better any weather
As
my crawling spaces weather
time
Though
not as lasting as simple
brick
resist
repel
the winds and rains
It 'ad somehow held up
work better
together
the brick and the wood
every other places
as my wooden crawling spaces
Exist better together
The brick and the wood
Anywhere wood and brick together
earn and will
the same
exchange rate
As the native woods
of my old weathered room
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)