We stood by the riverof moon-spilledslivers of silver,but that nightthe love in your eyessparkled, outshinedthe celestial shimmersky had to offer. Now shore-boundI’m waiting, alonewith the moon-rivercalling me backto rememberyears that […]
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 