Wild that word,cast carelessly in outrageis the iceberg to Titanic’s furniturerecklessly careeningacross the first-class ballroom, that word you saidbreeds to ice-cold waterslowly swelling inthe iron-belly of our life; that word […]
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 