likely contact subsides,
no doubt normal
if ennervating,
and extremely
distancing, not just
miles, not just
cell phones
cutting out,
not just conversations
vacant, bland
and rushed.
no, the soul
has disappeared,
voices no longer
vibrant, eager to tell,
ears not open for news,
no special words, only longer
silences prevailing,
and the sound
of impatience
and real emptiness
fill the void.
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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