The winding way
We never went the winding waythat would have led us rightwe tried to run, to circle backbut nowhere there was light We failed to see and now we’re caughtinside this […]
We never went the winding waythat would have led us rightwe tried to run, to circle backbut nowhere there was light We failed to see and now we’re caughtinside this […]
She would not survive the nightthey claimedMy sister had a business trip.so I would gobut wondered if I would make itin time, to whisper goodbye. Five hours by train, a […]
Kiss me quiethush me harshlyand I pledgeto softly sighwith utmost carewithout a singleuttered syllableI will carryall your worriesyour pain and hardshipswithout complaints I’m your beast of burdenslave foreverfor a single […]
When, before the desamor,we bloomed on spiny flesh the desert cool at night, starlitbright, a path ahead, before before with fingers stainedand stung, we heartbled dead Now riled, the desert […]
From its burnished eye,transfixedI’m held,kiln-forged to my manifestoof mannerism & moodstill, in harmony withshades of sootsfumato ink washed& embracedin gentle bloom. Today Melissa hosts dVerse Poetics with a selection of […]
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