Silver Filigree
I’ve found in you: my songs, my wells of force, you are the breeze and in the way the sand feels warm at dawn; your skin can set the coarse […]
I’ve found in you: my songs, my wells of force, you are the breeze and in the way the sand feels warm at dawn; your skin can set the coarse […]
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