Carpe Diem Haiku – Irkutsk
As I meet the marvels of Irkutsk it feels almost like I’m leaving the newfound reality of the train. I marvel that the normality of being able to walk down […]
As I meet the marvels of Irkutsk it feels almost like I’m leaving the newfound reality of the train. I marvel that the normality of being able to walk down […]
in summer sings its canopy and shadows me with verdant leaves where underneath I can forget this charcoal winter filigree of sooty fingers reaching up to cut apart this leaded […]
great expectations entangled in fishing line i catch the sunrise (c) Ese while wisps of morning fog slowly falls into the lake […]
As I see the sleepers carrying the steel road passing underneath, I reflect on the contrasts between us, the passengers and those of the navvy workforce making our leisurely trip […]
the bleeding sun paints rivers that meander cross the sea that ceased to move in dying evening wind I hear sailors curse their burning sails that ceased to move so […]
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