Carpe Diem Haiku – Frozen Fireworks (a haibun)
I dig my hands deep into the pockets of my wet overcoat, caressing the brief note you had left for me. I know that being late will not matter this […]
I dig my hands deep into the pockets of my wet overcoat, caressing the brief note you had left for me. I know that being late will not matter this […]
constellations in the virgin snow bear has passed Linked to Carpe Diem — November 10, 2014
Oak trees and the moon. Light and mute constellations. And the frigid sea A given haiku by Tomas Tranströmer, which in Swedish reads: Ekar och månen. Ljus och tysta stjärnbilder. […]
bell flowers swaying with the wind autumn blues — Linked to Carpe Diem — November 8, 2014
last butterfly inhales the purpleness of meadowed bloom Linked to Carpe Diem, and my excuses for using my poetic license to invent a few new words — November 7, 2014
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