Carpe Diem Haiku – Forrest
whisper of leaves – clumsy pine-marten sees squirrel’s flight forest snag – trace of fire feeds wolf lichen under gallows’ tree – the moss-pillow’s softness stings my skin The forest […]
whisper of leaves – clumsy pine-marten sees squirrel’s flight forest snag – trace of fire feeds wolf lichen under gallows’ tree – the moss-pillow’s softness stings my skin The forest […]
Pedro was just born in the body of a man. At his father’s wish he labored at the farm. He hated growing muscles, He hated bristles on his chin. He […]
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