Imaginings
I imagine you playing with the stars
driving clouds like cars
vrrrooming past the man in the moon
your speed causing him too swoon
I hope that they smile at your behaviour
because dreaming of it is my saviour
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.)
Ron