just like the badger – for dVerse
the lazy canopies smother me tonight in their stagnant smell of fall decay I meet a badger on my evening walk and for a brief instant – he looks at […]
the lazy canopies smother me tonight in their stagnant smell of fall decay I meet a badger on my evening walk and for a brief instant – he looks at […]
your truth – is as good as mine if we listen Linked to Carpe Diem — August 11, 2014
Truth is to often becoming a doctrine, like Khalil Gibran says “Many a doctrine is like a window pane. We see truth through it, but it divides us from truth”. […]
vissa dagar är luften tunn – dess knivskarpa klarhet drar mig mot ljuset där jag blinkande likt en nyss uppdragen harr förlorar min kraft hjälplöst glider mina ord som okynniga […]
I looked straight into those limitless eyes falling soundlessly bending to her ways but as the dusty lane through the grain-field ends she parts – smilingly walking east I walk […]
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