Blackthorn blooming
The scent of blooming blackthorn haunts me cause when after April, May might smile but sun casts wintry shadows; while apple blooms are falling at the mercy of a wind […]
The scent of blooming blackthorn haunts me cause when after April, May might smile but sun casts wintry shadows; while apple blooms are falling at the mercy of a wind […]
Lightness of being darkly believing in two finally seeing nodding, agreeing with you living and ageing loving is freeing Joyfully beaming no longer dreaming I knew winter is gleaming sleeping […]
Sinjar still the same, the road as dusty as before, even the reek of wormwood as nauseating, but when Nisreen approached their house she knew that everything had changed. It’s […]
To comprehend beginnings, and extrapolate the birth in elemental plasma-energy from background hum of radio-waves, to read expansion from the gentle Doppler shift in horizon galaxies who to tries their […]
Darling come and lead me to your music, swirl me upwards, onwards twist me deeper into lunacy, into darkness of de- light. Darling dance me dizzy-dazed let’s praise the many […]
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