Where is the rain?
Where is our rageagainst murder and rapecommitted for glory in hate? Where went compassion,or reasons to sharefor those who have less? Where are our tearsfor the felling of treesand poisoning […]
Where is our rageagainst murder and rapecommitted for glory in hate? Where went compassion,or reasons to sharefor those who have less? Where are our tearsfor the felling of treesand poisoning […]
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