Kiss the earth
Have you sensed its scent, how soft it grows with rain how smooth its skin can be? Have you listened to its songs of surf on stones and soil? Have […]
Have you sensed its scent, how soft it grows with rain how smooth its skin can be? Have you listened to its songs of surf on stones and soil? Have […]
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