shadow-play realities
In the dancing shadow-play of the earthly Mother’s warming womb we wait for silence-seconds; among these limestone growing sculptures reality is shrinking with the distance to the anthill skyscrapering of […]
In the dancing shadow-play of the earthly Mother’s warming womb we wait for silence-seconds; among these limestone growing sculptures reality is shrinking with the distance to the anthill skyscrapering of […]
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