Fog-silenced
When the path leads onward over rocks and crags with only cairns to lead the way our hope of catching the promised view had diminished. We had started in the […]
When the path leads onward over rocks and crags with only cairns to lead the way our hope of catching the promised view had diminished. We had started in the […]
I carry blades behind my bogus acts; my buffoonery barely shadows serpents and a smile as soft as scissors. I am the corpse invitedto your children’s playground,the grin of palest […]
Fermenting in my thoughts a pizza processwake the starterbubbling yearning yeastand later need to knead the dough then add with coriander leaveschilled with chili, tomatillos from the vine, Then toss it, cheese […]
Hips to hulltethered freeI’m paddle-dipping,rolling in your wake I’m crested, carriedhome/awaywhile sipping saltof sea-tears keptto be savored,shared with thisour sun. Sarah inspires us to write about boats at dVerse, and […]
His hands are dry but in the corner of his eyea lonesome teardrop traps the joyful raysof morning-sun.as the library awakes. From dust to vellum,pressed between the breakfastand his dreams,in […]
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