Ever On and On
Roads go ever ever on,Over rock and under tree,By caves where never sun has shone,By streams that never find the sea;From J.R.R. Tolien ,Bilbo My space has never beena place, […]
Roads go ever ever on,Over rock and under tree,By caves where never sun has shone,By streams that never find the sea;From J.R.R. Tolien ,Bilbo My space has never beena place, […]
We should have been here together, at the sea, but you choose betrayal.You had grown absent, always glancing at your phone, ceasing to tell me anything. Silent, always too tired. […]
0.1 O, dragon-sun, the fear-ful father, a thawer of snow,melt-master, icicle-trickster,in March you blind me awakefrom the famines of frost. 0.2 O, moon-son, spiller of silver,master of shadows, silentand cold, […]
The technique of infamy is to start two lies at once and get people arguing heatedly over which is the truth.Ezra Pound After being firmly grippedby the paws of a […]
I am more,much infinitely interestingly originallymore–starship captain,co-creatorof the universeand beyond.Glenn Buttkus – Fistful of Zen (sound cue) guitar and coronet. melody somber, yet playful,a slow trickle from the melting snow,and […]
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