The garden of infinite choice
Before His library is wider than its wallsand taller than the border of its roof, It has oceans, mountains and pathsleading deeper ever deeper into forests. It has galaxies and […]
Before His library is wider than its wallsand taller than the border of its roof, It has oceans, mountains and pathsleading deeper ever deeper into forests. It has galaxies and […]
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