Left behinda little letter signed; I’m left bereft; I’m singed; I’m scorched; I’mleft begone and you for me a river drieda trickling tributary lost;my heartbeat slowingsluggish bogged, I sinksubmerged I think I loved your liesbefore. […]
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 