The city of loquacious walls
Where craziness of dreadful dreamy doors were sprouting brimstone braille for passing clowns, and tape recorders sold in flower stores, were filled with netherworldly unknowns sounds: amazing music with an […]
Where craziness of dreadful dreamy doors were sprouting brimstone braille for passing clowns, and tape recorders sold in flower stores, were filled with netherworldly unknowns sounds: amazing music with an […]
To the following haiku we should write an inspired haiku from this by Masaoka Shiki kaerimireba yuki-aishi hito kasumi keri when I looked back, the man who passed was lost […]
translucent strength — patience of a crocus bloom frosted Linked to Carpe Diem — January 16, 2014
Some Days are plastic garbage bags barely floating in the murky water of a pond, licked by hungry tongues of lizard’s fog wriggling in my dirty socks. Some days are […]
Inspired from text fragment from Bleak House Chapter 31 (I) The barking of a dog; little old woman perversely animated. (III) A wretched chimney piece of a peculiar smell curtsy […]
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