Slow-silver dreams
Carry me, snow-moon — gently on wings through winter night’s dreaming and slow-silver spilled in the pools of the polar bear’s tears. Make me stronger through sleep and teach me […]
Carry me, snow-moon — gently on wings through winter night’s dreaming and slow-silver spilled in the pools of the polar bear’s tears. Make me stronger through sleep and teach me […]
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