A Sunday Blankverse
I’ve struggled gainst the barriers of this week the weekly waterfall of days now end I contemplate the diamond of today when I can suspend a garden swing In power […]
I’ve struggled gainst the barriers of this week the weekly waterfall of days now end I contemplate the diamond of today when I can suspend a garden swing In power […]
In shadows of what’s yet to come – he hides intentions of the kills he will commit. He walks the streets alone – a handsome man, in alleys where the […]
In solemn paint-by-numbers umbra hues we toil in routine shades of beige and tan and linger in a cul-de-sac of dreary soil in muddy boots we walk when suddenly we […]
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