Never from flowers
From Pablo Neruda Sonnet 17 (second stanza) You are not a mirror where reflected, I,can affirm myself. You are not a watercolored loveor honeysuckled dusk, never soft as dew; but […]
From Pablo Neruda Sonnet 17 (second stanza) You are not a mirror where reflected, I,can affirm myself. You are not a watercolored loveor honeysuckled dusk, never soft as dew; but […]
Restless in sea foamthe mermaids sing,serenadetangled in kelpa summer songcajoling sailors,windrush theminto the surfinto ebb tideinto bitter brineto be lost foreverin the ocean’s gripimmersed in tearsthey sleep,reposing at peacedeep in […]
She stretches high,skyward with a smartphonein her handto capture a perfect pieceof cherry blossom bliss,unawareof the boys behindgazing at her thighssuccessfullytrying to catcha glimpseof her bloomersas the skirt keepsclimbing her […]
To preserve and sustain,to survive and evolve,to conservewe need the courage and wisdom forchanging with seasonsliving today for what worksalso tomorrow,respecting both selvesand our neighborsbe it human or beastbe it […]
There are morningsjust beforesun has conquered the mistwhen hoarfrost stillcan stick to the twigs. When the soundof your skisis the only answerto night’s remaining silence,when nothing has been saidon whereor […]
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