Are you coming soon, my love?
I’m wind who rattle bones, I’m rain & hail, the bend of boughs the sluggish eddy in the river dark. I’m the grin on strangers & the growl of rabid […]
I’m wind who rattle bones, I’m rain & hail, the bend of boughs the sluggish eddy in the river dark. I’m the grin on strangers & the growl of rabid […]
This song is more refrain than lyric, a broken record of apologies. You were right of course, but it ceased to matter when we picked at scabs, when we bruised […]
It’s not a fragile thing to bleed — or to pillow fears. It’s not the boldest who bear arms — those who wage the wars. So let us be the […]
After summer solstice there is sudden silence, as if the birds can sense the dirge of darkness, they have ceased to sing. And as the neighbors flee we try to […]
The office was almost empty, someone must have warned them. Empty binders on the floor, a shredder and a pile of staples. The young woman had been pushed into a […]
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