Spring is blue
Spring came late this year, on first of April we still skated, and being indoors have been important, but finally the last ice had melted and a hesitant sun graced […]
Spring came late this year, on first of April we still skated, and being indoors have been important, but finally the last ice had melted and a hesitant sun graced […]
Daylight lingers after sunset; sky is raspberry lemonade and from above the birds still sing. Night will come, but in a few month from now dusk will merge with dawn. […]
I have faith in people’s honest which I learned when I was visiting with relatives many years ago, They had a friend of them visiting and she was getting married. […]
Thursday afternoon ~ The sound of rain on window – but soon friday #haiku — Björn (@brudberg) March 10, 2011 Every poem I have ever written exist in a digital […]
The days are colder than they’ve been this winter, but still the cold sun whispers spring. Every day adds another five minutes of daylight and when it’s sunny as it […]
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