Still life with fish
Remembering the taste of fishwhen all we get are pork and spudsbecause the seas have died, no dishof haddock, cod is gone. my blood has thinned to water, while I […]
Remembering the taste of fishwhen all we get are pork and spudsbecause the seas have died, no dishof haddock, cod is gone. my blood has thinned to water, while I […]
togetherness on mountain path we spend our summers in a tent in rain and sunshine, lacking bath on roads less walked, on steep ascents some days the walk’s a rough […]
we’re dancing in the falling leaves the joy of autumn us enchant before the darkness daylight thieves I sing in joy this light descant above a crimson, orange roof we’re […]
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