A fearful man
The technique of infamy is to start two lies at once and get people arguing heatedly over which is the truth.Ezra Pound After being firmly grippedby the paws of a […]
The technique of infamy is to start two lies at once and get people arguing heatedly over which is the truth.Ezra Pound After being firmly grippedby the paws of a […]
I am more,much infinitely interestingly originallymore–starship captain,co-creatorof the universeand beyond.Glenn Buttkus – Fistful of Zen (sound cue) guitar and coronet. melody somber, yet playful,a slow trickle from the melting snow,and […]
Daylight keeps demons of mine barely at bayOh, how their jowls, salivating ready to gnawat my intestines, my liver, teasing, and playwith my prudence patiently waiting to claw the flesh […]
On Saturday evening when the sun had completely set we took our backpacks, tent, and sleeping bags and walked into the dark wood. For the first kilometers we walked along […]
The wild, wild wind tore me gentlyshaken into roses for my late delight,it held me to her bosom;beamless through the stonesin a tumultuous song,and saved for us the first kiss, […]
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