Altis Puave – Dada poetry for dVerse
Today Victoria asks us to do dada poetry at dVerse MTB. I focused on making a sound-poem and some graphic representation. You can use other dada techniques as well, try […]
Today Victoria asks us to do dada poetry at dVerse MTB. I focused on making a sound-poem and some graphic representation. You can use other dada techniques as well, try […]
In psittacism of falling rain this frozen solstice petrichor of rainclouds waltzing quite deranged in psittacism of falling rain vacations that were well arranged now crumble into mundane chore In […]
Atlantic island born in ice and fire where clouds are kissing shores with rain awake again adventurous desires I easily from sunny shores abstain No, give me brimstone smell and […]
Our dashboard Jesus cackle vividly unscrewing bottled geyser-tears champagne as B2 bombers cry shamefacedly we burn the angel’s wings in peace campaigns bereft of dignity the horse-faced man release ignition […]
oldest of his seven brothers, my grandpa (whom I never met) his father born a farmer was a country priest who paved the way to education a path that all […]
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