Summer, my darling
Summer defeated by frostsulking she left, carried by geesesouthbound leaving for autumnsucculent grapes on the vines, Leaves wrought by wind from the treesleisurely falling. my facelends a cushion briefly beforeleaf […]
Summer defeated by frostsulking she left, carried by geesesouthbound leaving for autumnsucculent grapes on the vines, Leaves wrought by wind from the treesleisurely falling. my facelends a cushion briefly beforeleaf […]
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