Cold wind from the closed door, cold wind and small noise from the dark window, cold noise and sad whisper from the only corner
(yesterday is again
tomorrow is the first time
now is forever)
Again, sad whisper forever from the only corner:
Seven more days, honey
Seven more nights, bitch
Now is tomorrow and yesterday, forever
(dance on the sidewalk)
Dawn is a dream in a box
Cassette player screeches in every corner the cold whispers in every corner closed door every corner dark window every corner sad whisper cold and small feel it here, honey feel it here, bitch, morning is a box now forever
Don’t dance on the sidewalk don't feel it there don't feel it on the sidewalk don't feel it there
Cold small sad whisper from the only corner
(Dark window tap cold now)
The first time, the cassette player screeches
Feel it cold seven more nights
Seven more yesterday tomorrow nights forever
Don't dream feel morning dawn forever only every cold small corner, honey
Screeches from a sad door of now
Wind from the only corner
Feel it where the wind is
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.)