Wolf hour darkness
I would not call this spring, but according to meteorology we have now left the season of winter. The ground is still frozen, and ice covers most of the lakes […]
I would not call this spring, but according to meteorology we have now left the season of winter. The ground is still frozen, and ice covers most of the lakes […]
You can check-out any time you like, but you can never leave!Hotel California, The Eagles Traveller, pilgrim beware,many who have enteredhave forever been lost,to the taste of a tomeburied in […]
Tie me darkly, bite and pinch meunleash me partly, break my willI whisper — plea to never leaveforever yours; oh please believefor her bewitchment there’s no cure Dark and tempting […]
Imaginein the wake of rabbits;born from death of moon,dragonsfierce, bold, bestrise in fameto claim the sky,the sea, the soil;cradled by the sickle moon,our soul may growin harmony with starsbegin believinghope, […]
When brimmed with bloom your brain will glowfilled is mind with with warmth of summerforget the gloom of war, to grow,to brim with bloom your brain to glowwith giggle-glitter painted […]
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
Now we see through a glass, darkly