The Lane is a River

By Ann Christine Tabaka                                                                                                                  We were in our mid-forties when we decided to get married. We had both been married before. At that point in our lives, we thought it would be best if we found that perfect house before exchanging our vows. At our age we knew we did not need to buy … Continue reading The Lane is a River

Butterflies and On an Unknown Road Just Before Dark

By Andre Swanepoel  Butterflies They break upon us unrelenting As the dawn breaks like a rainbow Refracting our dewdrop-eyes That settle at once upon our love Like condescending dust confounded In beauty that fuels these monarchs that flit As thoughts between sun and shade Gathering potency On an Unknown Road Just Before Dark The sun … Continue reading Butterflies and On an Unknown Road Just Before Dark