Helplessly white
An apparitionin the shadows of duskthe released doveis hiding in vain; helplessly whitein an ebony woodas prayers for peacein a warmonger’s house; therefore staring at wallswe wait, we forgetthat once […]
An apparitionin the shadows of duskthe released doveis hiding in vain; helplessly whitein an ebony woodas prayers for peacein a warmonger’s house; therefore staring at wallswe wait, we forgetthat once […]
summer butterfliesa red balloon in a toddler’s handa warm puppy sleeping in your lappuddle-jumping &remembering the taste of freshstrawberries autumn harvestmaples ablaze when kissed by frostthe scent of new baked […]
late Septemberdust mothsdancingin afternoon sun on the rosewood tablestill lifebut barely a bowl of peachesfruitfliesand a vase of droopingroses its petalsghosts againstthe table’s varnish and the carriage clockcarefully measuringthe passing […]
The wet grey blanketof the morning mistleaves a dropof water clingingto a gray-green branch in its orbthe greynessof an overcast skyremains trappedfor a brief moment before it fallsonly to beabsorbed […]
The past projects itselfinto the present,into politics and policiesinto divisionand democracy’s decaydistorted and changedlike the rippled reflectionsof grazing creatures I passedthe last day of summer. The past presents itselfto the […]
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