Monday pressure
Monday, lead-laden with tasks and liabilities. A whole week of hours and hours, of powerpointing, of random arbitrations, negations, and negotiations. This morning winter was back and they promised snowfall […]
Monday, lead-laden with tasks and liabilities. A whole week of hours and hours, of powerpointing, of random arbitrations, negations, and negotiations. This morning winter was back and they promised snowfall […]
You came from the past,born to believe induty, to always exceed,to always do your best,I think you might havebelieved in change, butnever felt at homewith revolutionary youth, you werea conservative […]
You’ve gifted me daylighta sun-tingled soft sensation of changes,a shift of perspectivefrom darkness to brightness,a closeness to spring andsubtle sensations of joy. While today it was overcast, with daylight dressedin […]
You, startled shudder, worms, and worriesfrom ash, from soil, you creep with greasy hairto trade my trust in winter’s flurries Lost to moon rage and your eyesight blurry,from milky shadows […]
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, […]
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