The forsythia is blooming!
Woodsy stalks of bright yellow flowers;
A welcome sight
On a cold, gray February day
When spring seems so far away;
Surely the daffodils are not far behind.
My favorite flower, the daffodil,
Imbued with the power
To leaven my spirit
With quiet joy.
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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