Source of tears
The river’s born from restless rain, it grows and gathers strength a source of tears that’s infinite The river giggles over rocks to rest, embraced by bogs in mountains where […]
The river’s born from restless rain, it grows and gathers strength a source of tears that’s infinite The river giggles over rocks to rest, embraced by bogs in mountains where […]
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