Dusk
You taste my hands preparing us for dusk, in tangerine the sky adorns itself for dusk. We listen for the nightingales to sing, and let the longing of our lips […]
You taste my hands preparing us for dusk, in tangerine the sky adorns itself for dusk. We listen for the nightingales to sing, and let the longing of our lips […]
“We knew nothing”, Stan exclaimed, polishing the chrome. “You mean you never listened to anything but Fox”, Em sighed. “To fake news and Chinese propaganda, you mean?” “And 99% percent […]
Did you ever see a mantis praying for its prey, a lion letting go, a snake with antivenom tears or a broker breaking down if he have won? Did you […]
This burning urge, this itch of greed to grab what’s green: This yearn to pilfer, steal, to launder dough in offshore bank accounts, This. our lust of being rich has […]
We were the hottest start-up ever balancing the business case a red-hot book-to-bill and vivid burn-rates shrinking assets. Drink champagne we said. It was the new economy where value can […]
A personal blog sharing heartfelt poetry inspired by sensuality, love, nature, beauty, and soulful reflection.
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