Come break this night
Open shadows, breeze me dawn. Rose me clouds and spill the spark to shimmer leaves, a twist of green. With whispered dance, come lull with grins, to bubble-melt and skip-jump […]
Open shadows, breeze me dawn. Rose me clouds and spill the spark to shimmer leaves, a twist of green. With whispered dance, come lull with grins, to bubble-melt and skip-jump […]
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