Sleep evades me, brightly movesplaying peek-a-boo;she’s a bright-eyed teasing girlbut I’m tied, subdued. What to do but smileif beguiled by dreams, awake?but laugh, enjoy the ride. Today Grace hosts at […]
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 