Darkness behind me
Finally, as January is coming to an end I can feel that daylight has started to return. Soon I will meet dawn before I leave for work. My heartbeats lighten, […]
Finally, as January is coming to an end I can feel that daylight has started to return. Soon I will meet dawn before I leave for work. My heartbeats lighten, […]
On the eve of remembrance dayfor the six million soulscryingto remind us what’s left to payof what humankind stoledying Remember the shoes without feethair faithfully braidedbehindTheir bodies, consumed by the […]
I never knew my grandmotherin the way my mother had donethere was always a softerbenevolence towards methan my mother had seen. She kept the Bombonierefilled with candy for kids,and still […]
Those softly whispered wordsyou finally gave that answer,though compassionately toldstill clotted my bloodfroze to a reckless noticeand a passionless turndown a glacial bulwark between us,icing my veins and nowby your […]
The library is eternalbroken by burdens of mo(u)rnings In an effort explaining,making sense while hearingthe crackle forever— stuck in stagnant marshlands. No sky — no earthly viewCovid still shadowsstill prowl […]
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