I wrote this piece while eating lunch one day. I have no idea where this came from. It must have been sparked by the curry chicken my co-worker made me for lunch. I was in the middle of biting into my roti when my pen jumped into my hand and message the following message to be documented.
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.)