Bread and rice
Sylla-bled each word,each sense,each scent, the parting sentence“au revoir, in Paris mon amour”the parrot says,again, again. She recallshis uniformand paddy fields, the river deltahis bicycle, both bread and rice. Waiting, […]
Sylla-bled each word,each sense,each scent, the parting sentence“au revoir, in Paris mon amour”the parrot says,again, again. She recallshis uniformand paddy fields, the river deltahis bicycle, both bread and rice. Waiting, […]
Delight me darling, smile and dancelet’s enjoy and spend the nightthen melt together take the chanceI’ll be your shining knight We were meant to fuse, amalgamatealloyed forever we’re strongbut first […]
“Time was a wave, almost cruel in its relentlessness.”― Han Kang, The Vegetarian Often as I age I think about sea-glass, I still remember the sharp edges, my toddler-rage, when […]
Before the blizzard there is fallwith colours kissed by frost at nightwhen darkness grows as winter callsBefore the blizzard there is fallwhen still the daylight can be brightin days of […]
In the cellars underneath the marble hallsamong discarded manuscripts, cataloguesand inventories the ghosts of old librarianshaunts the crumbling vaults. While roamingwild they sigh in dewey decimal, bemoaningorders lost to dust […]
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