The smile of a man-boy
When forgetfulness-green shrouds ash-songs of trench-muddy soldiers, When gangrene and blood’s been ploughed, and sown into wheat, may we, beholders, remember when breaking our bread the smile of a man-boy […]
When forgetfulness-green shrouds ash-songs of trench-muddy soldiers, When gangrene and blood’s been ploughed, and sown into wheat, may we, beholders, remember when breaking our bread the smile of a man-boy […]
She watched the twinkle-sorrow as from stars reflected in the calmness of his sacrifice. She sensed the longing of the moonblade in her fist as the serpent hissed: “Spill his […]
Right as rain you wrapped me around and led me under raven wings through green-stemmed ravenwood gently along waterway, salt-marsh on paths only known to the spring, you led me […]
The mirror speaks of ancestral sternness and the burden of my duties striated around my eyes, I see their foreheads rising skyward, relentless, proud and I can sense their frenzy […]
You painted all your dreams in pink and neon and drifted far from woods to New Year’s hailing we took you home to rest, but you went sailing we tried […]
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