I met Death last night:
A tall, sexy Navajo guy,
Long black hair
Long slender fingers
Beautiful eyes, loving gaze...
How hard it was
Not to go with him.
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Reviewed by Ricky the Love Martian
Reviewed on July 25, 2003
Awww, but there is so much to do here first!
He'll be waiting when it's time!
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.)
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
He'll be waiting when it's time!
This has got to be one of the best pieces I have seen here for a while. So much in a small package.
But please give him a raincheck. In the right light "life" looks pretty good too! Enjoy him while you may. - The other guy's not going anywhere.
DJ.
Peggy