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
“Dirt-Water”
By Thomas Page I am student teaching a senior level class in Washington, DC. They have to write some poems on these prompts. I decided to try all 30 of them. However, I will not say what the prompt was but what it number was. Prompt #14 The rain poured sideways against the grain of … Continue reading “Dirt-Water”
Haiku 221-234
By Thomas Page Virgil says hell is in Naples, birthplace of pizza: Sweltering ovens I finally know Why a sweater is called A “sweater;” it’s hot A poet and a tech Each crafting a design the Same; ekphrasis A thousand years of Death in Virgil recycled By oblivion A doppelgänger Sitting at a desk with … Continue reading Haiku 221-234
Out in the rain
By John Page