Blaspheme burns where the fowl bone mends
Particularly if it's aided by the wicked of hand
Banish by their sights with conspicuous eyes
Confirmed by the whispers within their various lies
Smite thy hand with feather and bow
Beneath the dusk of the fallen snow
Engaging thy stars with their radiant lights
To only dwell beneath the heavens
Bathing in eternal night
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
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
Be safe,
Karen