The raft of Medusa
Young, we embraced ideas of changebut quickly from dreaming derangedto terror, to death, into blood,to malice from bold brotherhood.we frowned at slow evolutionsto bless our fierce revolution,but after the bloodshed […]
Young, we embraced ideas of changebut quickly from dreaming derangedto terror, to death, into blood,to malice from bold brotherhood.we frowned at slow evolutionsto bless our fierce revolution,but after the bloodshed […]
This week we feltfor the first timehow a compassionate breezefrolicking on skin, in hairwhile dandelion yellownessenlighten last year’s grass with thebrightness of sun We erupt in laughterwith the cerulean skies,while […]
What I called fear of losing faith(or losing face) or being named a fraud,you saidwas being chickenhearted, craven,not standing up,or bending (bowing)to the will of others,of being molded into servitude,you […]
Without directionor purposestill seeking in zig-zagup and downbehind and belowthe treasures its kinmight have hiddenin autumn,the young squirrelwith its tail a primary prideall of the suddenmake up its mindto jump […]
From a bothersome pebblecaught in your shoe,unzoomfrom the soil to the bouldersand further awayto the mountains and sea,see the planet, our home. Then gaze skywardto the infinite void,where earth is […]
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