A sooty canopy – for dVerse
in summer sings its canopy and shadows me with verdant leaves where underneath I can forget this charcoal winter filigree of sooty fingers reaching up to cut apart this leaded […]
in summer sings its canopy and shadows me with verdant leaves where underneath I can forget this charcoal winter filigree of sooty fingers reaching up to cut apart this leaded […]
great expectations entangled in fishing line i catch the sunrise (c) Ese while wisps of morning fog slowly falls into the lake […]
As I see the sleepers carrying the steel road passing underneath, I reflect on the contrasts between us, the passengers and those of the navvy workforce making our leisurely trip […]
the bleeding sun paints rivers that meander cross the sea that ceased to move in dying evening wind I hear sailors curse their burning sails that ceased to move so […]
There are expected stops where we can follow the progress of our trip. They provide a confirmation of progress through the endless parade of taiga spruce. Then there are the […]
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