Close to summer solsticewe dance to endless songs of birdsblackbirds, willow warblerseven nightingales,it’s a time of endless dusksalmost seamlessly meeting dawn. I remember being awakedancing barefoot in the grassdrunk on […]
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
Now we see through a glass, darkly
Björn Rudbergs writings 