Month of rot
We call August month of rotwhen growth of plants has ceasedand fungus, mold, and microbes rule,when we preserve, ferment and pickleto transform our harvests into food instead of muckIt’s the […]
We call August month of rotwhen growth of plants has ceasedand fungus, mold, and microbes rule,when we preserve, ferment and pickleto transform our harvests into food instead of muckIt’s the […]
We bonded over walking, wide and farwhen over mountains, meadows, moors we paired you let your hair be wind-blown, sun-kissed, freewandering on forgotten paths towards the sea; and when we […]
We carried the weight of our dreamsinto the dawn, into daylightand twilight they bitterly screamedentangled in bedsheets we’re doomed repeating the nightmares againand carry the weight of our dreamsforever tethered […]
Manifoldly mirrored,me in many partsor canvas oneness-art that drills belowmy complacent skininto my manic mindkaleidoscoped in fourpoint one dimensions,but when I squeezemy eyes, my focusinto two unfolds, andI am one, […]
May is perfumed with memories, the bird cherry bloom takes me back to the days I left high school, of leaving youth and childhood behind, drunk on cheap wine and […]
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