Believing
Once I believed that peace was the absence of war,that weapons were waste,that science of arms was harmthat forging swords into plow bills was always the best. Once I believed […]
Once I believed that peace was the absence of war,that weapons were waste,that science of arms was harmthat forging swords into plow bills was always the best. Once I believed […]
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