Helplessly white
An apparitionin the shadows of duskthe released doveis hiding in vain; helplessly whitein an ebony woodas prayers for peacein a warmonger’s house; therefore staring at wallswe wait, we forgetthat once […]
An apparitionin the shadows of duskthe released doveis hiding in vain; helplessly whitein an ebony woodas prayers for peacein a warmonger’s house; therefore staring at wallswe wait, we forgetthat once […]
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