Not go gently yet
She would not survive the nightthey claimedMy sister had a business trip.so I would gobut wondered if I would make itin time, to whisper goodbye. Five hours by train, a […]
She would not survive the nightthey claimedMy sister had a business trip.so I would gobut wondered if I would make itin time, to whisper goodbye. Five hours by train, a […]
Kiss me quiethush me harshlyand I pledgeto softly sighwith utmost carewithout a singleuttered syllableI will carryall your worriesyour pain and hardshipswithout complaints I’m your beast of burdenslave foreverfor a single […]
Today we are doing concrete and shape poetry at dVerse with me hosting. where we try to have visuals and words working together. I played around with a poem in […]
When, before the desamor,we bloomed on spiny flesh the desert cool at night, starlitbright, a path ahead, before before with fingers stainedand stung, we heartbled dead Now riled, the desert […]
I was born far from the sea, and only in November I could sometimes taste the salt in the wind. I grew roots, and settled, and any dreams I might […]
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