The last library on earth
The Babel library was vast and once it had been filled with scholars, students and discourse. In the past the words had worth and their voices echoed still between the […]
The Babel library was vast and once it had been filled with scholars, students and discourse. In the past the words had worth and their voices echoed still between the […]
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