Flower beds
Before the frost returned, spring had been kinder than normal. Though the ground was still frozen Aaron knew that the scent of decomposition from the thawing flowerbeds would fill his […]
Before the frost returned, spring had been kinder than normal. Though the ground was still frozen Aaron knew that the scent of decomposition from the thawing flowerbeds would fill his […]
From Pablo Neruda Sonnet 17 (second stanza) You are not a mirror where reflected, I,can affirm myself. You are not a watercolored loveor honeysuckled dusk, never soft as dew; but […]
Restless in sea foamthe mermaids sing,serenadetangled in kelpa summer songcajoling sailors,windrush theminto the surfinto ebb tideinto bitter brineto be lost foreverin the ocean’s gripimmersed in tearsthey sleep,reposing at peacedeep in […]
To preserve and sustain,to survive and evolve,to conservewe need the courage and wisdom forchanging with seasonsliving today for what worksalso tomorrow,respecting both selvesand our neighborsbe it human or beastbe it […]
A windless morning, clear and crisp, our tent is still in the grasp of silence. Nothing is moving until I turn in my sleeping bag, and as it slips against […]
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