The magis’ way – #lqw
Hidden in their golden binnacle — secretly the compass shows in comet’s tail. A trail, directions perfume-lead in frankincense and myrrh leading to the stable with the manger of noel. […]
Hidden in their golden binnacle — secretly the compass shows in comet’s tail. A trail, directions perfume-lead in frankincense and myrrh leading to the stable with the manger of noel. […]
hissing the darkness deepens after fireworks Linked to Carpe Diem December 28, 2014
Untangle carefully your constellations and let them sparkle in the warmth of whispered words that lost its meaning, but not the listening silence afterwards. Recall umbrellas, not the rainy days, […]
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