More Gold than Silver
As days are getting shorter and summer has aged to a middle aged woman, nights are coming back and I will go to bed in darkness. I will be able […]
As days are getting shorter and summer has aged to a middle aged woman, nights are coming back and I will go to bed in darkness. I will be able […]
In the wake of the Midsummer frenzy, the weather has turned colder. Almost like the hangover a slight depression settles in my mind. Soon July vacations will come and the […]
Death tiptoed beside my mother for years, grabbing small pieces of her mind. He made her create a string of lovers she never had, repeating stories we already knew. When […]
In downtown Stockholm, the cherry blossoms draw crowds every year. For many years I almost never managed to be there in time to experience it at its peak. The experience […]
This last day of March I reflect on how far spring has progressed this year. Yesterday we went for a walk in the local forest. Though the ground is mostly […]
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