Thirteen ways of looking at blackboards
I. Two lonely lines on a blackboard can be both beginning or end. II. The attar wrung from a rose can be sensed from a poem scribbled in haste on […]
I. Two lonely lines on a blackboard can be both beginning or end. II. The attar wrung from a rose can be sensed from a poem scribbled in haste on […]
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