Five ways to find me
The way to my housesnakes along the ridges of lush mountainsin the space-time continuumof past, present and what’s yet unknownto that specific point at the edge of an abyss. The […]
The way to my housesnakes along the ridges of lush mountainsin the space-time continuumof past, present and what’s yet unknownto that specific point at the edge of an abyss. The […]
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