Midnight and the curtain falls. Autumn's performance will be concluded until next September. Applause crescendos in the distance. Raining down snowflakes renders silent the leaves of change. Go now into the hushed landscape of hibernation. We will soon wake as sprouts of life breaking through the stillness of the frozen tundra. Wait for us. Life blooms again in the tranquil breezes of spring. Stand in the ovation of rebirth.
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
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.)
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Lovely, lovely poem with such a gentle warmth.
Ron
Michael D.