Solstice sky
undulating gold — your hair a blooming field of solstice and rapeseed bloom your eyes — a sky without a cloud limitless perfume wild roses bloom your song is wheels […]
undulating gold — your hair a blooming field of solstice and rapeseed bloom your eyes — a sky without a cloud limitless perfume wild roses bloom your song is wheels […]
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