Browsing my browthrough the mist in the mirrorI trace the creasesand folds of my facethe shadows of sadnessthe wrinkles of worrythese carvings of care —my consciousness naked,confirmingmy being myself,man, not […]
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 