Ten directions of our wind
I. Billowed by its movement setting sail we paint with wind your hand, an ocean wave. II. Bending backwards like you meet my kiss the sapling meets the wind just […]
I. Billowed by its movement setting sail we paint with wind your hand, an ocean wave. II. Bending backwards like you meet my kiss the sapling meets the wind just […]
His breath, a heavy cart beguiled with mud so near his journey’s end He’s wigged with ash — his crown has sliced the shade with threads and filaments — a […]
Bending into blue cherry blossom waits, shy — undressed like you blushing — blessed. With fingers weaved we knew, we saw the tears of spring, clinging ‘fore it fell to […]
Dear Beloved — according to availability a night in double room with private, sensitive & extensive personal details I present this charitable task bless selected units — seasons to work […]
The scent of footsteps a lingering hangover “Meet me by the abbey” you said – leaving thirty years ago Still I’m searching deep in bottles of regret. Linked to Magpie […]
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