Saturday, 22 July 2017

Its a nice day... for a white wedding



At the delta, where Turtle River meets the sea, 'Looking for flying fish? Cast your hook and line aside, you need a butterfly net to get the best. But you never know what you'll catch in that net.' The bride said, 'Get me to the chapel on time,' and the blue waves, crashing over the causeway, broke white in applause. Tonight there will be music and joy and frying fish on hot coals, dancing and jouissance will follow the wine; no one will see the father and his boy, putting on their feather wings and taking to the sky. Careful how you bend me...