Tamer’s songs
With submissive talons, shaded eyes through leather gloves I feel his veins upon his wrist I dream of skies, my heart beats strong from sparrow’s pain. On thermal columns, once […]
With submissive talons, shaded eyes through leather gloves I feel his veins upon his wrist I dream of skies, my heart beats strong from sparrow’s pain. On thermal columns, once […]
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