When forgetfulness-green shrouds ash-songs of trench-muddy soldiers, When gangrene and blood’s been ploughed, and sown into wheat, may we, beholders, remember when breaking our bread the smile of a man-boy […]
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
Björn Rudbergs writings 