A monster in the woods
Among the trees I see a thing Lurking A beast is waiting in the shade For me It represent the dreams I have At night Now it threatens me here […]
Among the trees I see a thing Lurking A beast is waiting in the shade For me It represent the dreams I have At night Now it threatens me here […]
I’m dizzy in the summer heat While walking down the cobbled street The words you said before I left Are eating me, I feel bereft Is there an answer in […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis