Lullabied
We bonded over walking, wide and farwhen over mountains, meadows, moors we paired you let your hair be wind-blown, sun-kissed, freewandering on forgotten paths towards the sea; and when we […]
We bonded over walking, wide and farwhen over mountains, meadows, moors we paired you let your hair be wind-blown, sun-kissed, freewandering on forgotten paths towards the sea; and when we […]
A summer breeze moves the muslin drapesas shallow shadows dance on naked skinand windows open to the sea make shapesthe sunset paints us in a sweeter sense of sin. We […]
Daylight keeps demons of mine barely at bayOh, how their jowls, salivating ready to gnawat my intestines, my liver, teasing, and playwith my prudence patiently waiting to claw the flesh […]
A Truth may flourish if it’s nourished wellto free your mind, but if Truths so taughtare turned to songs of arms or sacred spells.They may kindle blaze in crowds, bespotthe […]
In iron rain from rockets, limbs are tornapart, consumed in thermobaric flares;we hear a toddler calls for help; we mournas lookers-ons; we watch but do not dareto intervene, to simply […]
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