Snow-laden boughs
During the past weekend, the autumn died. Winter entered with winds from the northeast carrying its load of snow born from evaporating the Baltic Sea. Snow has kept falling and […]
During the past weekend, the autumn died. Winter entered with winds from the northeast carrying its load of snow born from evaporating the Baltic Sea. Snow has kept falling and […]
The Physiology of Taste – Jean Anthelme Brillat-SavarinAlex- A few moments of reading pleasure in return for an evening of sensual delights. Denis October Bacchanalia 1994 A tête-á-tête,with intimate tickling on […]
No sun – no moon!No morn – no noon –No dawn – no dusk – no proper time of day –No sky – no earthly view (November – Thomas Hood) […]
She was a hoarder, momsaving pebbles and coinsrandom pictures and art.collected, gathered, saved With her glass in my palmI recall the layers of dustonto maps and the chartsfor the stuff […]
Their worldwide war on wordsis wrought from proxy wordsprudent words of high esteemwords of praise pretending weightbut being weightless words,words that leave you satedwith an empty mind,words that fill your […]
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