Carpe Diem Haiku – buttercups
In my dreams of a perfect midsummer, the sun always shines, children are happy and every girl is crowned with meadow’s freshest flowers. The music and laughter fills the air. […]
In my dreams of a perfect midsummer, the sun always shines, children are happy and every girl is crowned with meadow’s freshest flowers. The music and laughter fills the air. […]
As nature gradually reclaims its soil, the silence from the murdered herds is screaming from the trees. The awe we felt from bravery and stubborn stance has been replaced by […]
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