Finding rest
Awake, the moment right beforethe sunbegins its processof heating up the hollow of our tentmaking it unbearable to remain,We truly restand listen to the wavesremembering how yesterday we rode the […]
Awake, the moment right beforethe sunbegins its processof heating up the hollow of our tentmaking it unbearable to remain,We truly restand listen to the wavesremembering how yesterday we rode the […]
It’s pathetic really, but I blame our pandemic restriction, having to work from home, I become a villager, walking around the neighborhood watching the same gardens slowly changing from winter […]
This doldrums,this sluggish seaswaying in monochrome conundrum — breezeless breathlessbeatless. I drift without direction,watch the seamless shift from sea to sky — sleeplessspinelesslistless. I’m weary worn.When suddenly the thunder drum-rollsrocks my boat — recklessrootlessshorelessI’m more alive. […]
Blue on black. again and yet againthe airways blocked will be his bane,can rubber bullets pause our pain? The blue had knelt but never prayedthe black had prayed but had […]
We were just lovers never friends.
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