Phoenix
Caged in his solitude, moonless and lost the ancient librarian shuffles through dust of seemingly identical chambers for a single truthful apparition in the pulp-fiction-platitudes left in the wake of […]
Caged in his solitude, moonless and lost the ancient librarian shuffles through dust of seemingly identical chambers for a single truthful apparition in the pulp-fiction-platitudes left in the wake of […]
You have passed me; as a ship in search of its harbor or as the wind turning my encyclopedia pages from sage into sinner. I know of your dreams, how […]
Drowning in his books the aged librarian is blessed, unknowing but imagining how the world outside remains, still sane and ruled with sense, how compassion is the guiding star, how […]
Believing only in yourself Ms Santa and my little elves for you, a man without a flaw have prepared a book of laws correcting what’s been broken with foul words […]
If the colors doesn’t fit your suit or if you think that silk is way too cute, you may use it, tying mother to the stake or turn it to […]
A personal blog sharing heartfelt poetry inspired by sensuality, love, nature, beauty, and soulful reflection.
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