The psittacism of petrichor – triolet
In psittacism of falling rain this frozen solstice petrichor of rainclouds waltzing quite deranged in psittacism of falling rain vacations that were well arranged now crumble into mundane chore In […]
In psittacism of falling rain this frozen solstice petrichor of rainclouds waltzing quite deranged in psittacism of falling rain vacations that were well arranged now crumble into mundane chore 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