Still life, closer to equinox
Still, a solemn while, a bit of summer lingers,and slowly morning fog is wrecked by sunshinebut birds have left and only crows are singersat autumn equinox the darkness conquersmy heart […]
Still, a solemn while, a bit of summer lingers,and slowly morning fog is wrecked by sunshinebut birds have left and only crows are singersat autumn equinox the darkness conquersmy heart […]
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